Dinner?
Ye Xingchen looked at Lin Xueli in front of him, feeling a little awkward. He patted Xiaohua on the shoulder and said quietly:
"What are we eating tonight? Someone seems to want to treat us to dinner. How about we go take a look?"
Xiaohua, still groggy from sleep, opened her eyes. Seeing Lin Xueli in front of her, she immediately perked up. She glanced back at Ye Xingchen, folded her arms, and replied:
"No problem. As long as there's food, that's fine. I'm not particularly interested in that sort of thing anyway. Let's go together."
Watching the two of them discuss it in front of her, Lin Xueli felt a little awkward. She thought they were taking her for a sucker. At a loss for words, she sighed, glanced at them, and replied:
"Please go easy on me, you two. I don't have much money in my purse. Please don't fleece me like some rich tycoon. Let's just have something simple. After all, I'm only a wage earner."
Seeing how worried Lin Xueli looked, Ye Xingchen's expression grew a little awkward. He was about to say something when the bell suddenly rang to signal the end of class. They shrugged and headed out the door.
Meanwhile, on campus,
Tang Wanwan stood with her arms folded, looking at Murong Yunhai acting like a bootlicker in front of her. She felt a little irritated.
Turning to glance around, she suddenly spotted a familiar figure. A plan sprang into her head, and she smiled before immediately walking over.
Following behind her, Murong Yunhai saw this and hurriedly asked softly:
"Wanwan, just give me an honest answer. I've even bought you that Ferrari. Are you going to be with me or not..."
Walking at the front, Tang Wanwan looked a little