Yan Yan shook his head; his peculiar younger brother was someone you just couldn't reason with on common grounds.
After Jiao Zhifei had pressed Yan Yan's hand down, she didn't try to raise it again and instead walked over to the cashier to settle the bill.
She felt it was necessary to thank the owner and mention that she would be a regular customer in the future.
Yan Yan hadn't taken two steps before Jiao Zhifei pulled her back.
"Why are you pulling me? I'm going to pay. Don't tell me, after all this fuss, you don't want to go back yet?" Yan Yan didn't know why Jiao Zhifei was stopping her.
"As a lady, why are you fighting with a guy over the bill?" Jiao Zhifei looked at her disdainfully and returned an eye roll that suggested she was beyond help.
"Zhifei, my classmate, did I hear that right? Did you say you're going to pay?" Yan Yan had an expression as if she had seen a ghost.
