Tang Anzhi scanned the QR code with her phone and transferred the money.
The waiter brought several bags over to Tang Anzhi, "Miss, here are your items. Please take them! We hope to see you again soon!"
Just as Tang Anzhi reached out to take them, her hand was pressed down by Mrs. Huangfu, "Hey, Xiaozhi, you can't be carrying these yourself. Let a man take care of it!" She then winked at her own son, urging him to quickly pick up the bags.
What a fool, not knowing to seize such an opportunity to show his diligence!
"No, I should handle it myself..." Tang Anzhi's words of refusal were only half spoken when she saw the man already effortlessly carrying the bags and walking off.
"You see, my son is absolutely a practical and economical man. You must hold on to him well!" Mrs. Huangfu exclaimed surprisingly, smiling beamingly at Tang Anzhi.
"..." Tang Anzhi was shocked by her words.
