"Um, if it's about the cost of meals, I actually do have some money on me…" Luo Qianqian said, feeling somewhat embarrassed. She felt truly useless, easily agitated, and unable to help others.
Ji Xun rolled his eyes and remained silent.
Luo Qianqian didn't understand the situation here and stopped talking, just seeing Hu Si's peculiar expressions. She couldn't cook, but she definitely had enough money for takeout.
Uncle Zhuang sighed, "There's no need for a kid like you to pay; I'm just sick of eating that guy's food."
Feng was smiling on the side, his eyes sparkling with an enigmatic light that chilled Luo Qianqian to the core.
She always felt that Feng was up to something. He seemed gentle and harmless, but deep down, Luo Qianqian had the feeling that he was not as mild as he appeared. Instinctively, she took a step back to put some distance between herself and Feng.
