"Did you eat at a roadside stall?"
"I bought it for you at a roadside stall. I ate at the Imperial Garden."
Nan Jiaojiao trembled slightly, "Do you have a conscience? You dine at a high-end restaurant and don't even pack a leftover for me, just buy me a random pancake at a roadside stall?"
"There are leftovers, do you want them?"
Nan Jiaojiao was at a loss for words and turned her face away, "No."
Pei Dongshi snorted mercilessly, "Eat up, your old man still has a conscience, didn't he even buy you a cup of soybean milk?"
"..." Rarely did she find herself speechless when faced with someone like him.
In summary, Pei Dongshi was even more shameless than she was.
...
Wang's Tavern.
Yi Qinghuan had been plied with alcohol all night, she pretended to be drunk several times but couldn't extricate herself, and was assisted to the hotel upstairs by dawn.
