Although there were a few flies trying to spoil the meal, overall, it turned out quite well. Song Yun wiped his mouth with a napkin and smiled, "It always feels a bit awkward to let a girl pay. I'll cover this meal."
"What age are we living in? Still playing the chauvinist, huh? I told you I'd treat you, so of course, I'm paying." Hao Ying pulled out a black bank card from her bag and handed it to the waiter, saying, "The PIN is six zeros."
"Really sorry to have you spend." Song Yun groped his pocket, thinking of having a smoke, but seeing Song Yuxue staring straight at him, he gave up the idea.
"Then next time, you can treat me," said Hao Ying with a sweet smile. "Do you have any plans after this? If not, how about we go for coffee together?"
"I've got some stuff to handle in the afternoon. I'll call you some other day," Song Yun replied. "It's getting late; we should head off now."
