Valentine Teller ran into Mark Reed at the door, followed him to the car, and hurriedly asked, "How much does this self-service restaurant cost per person?"
"Three hundred and ninety-eight."
Valentine was shocked, it's so expensive, if I had known I would have eaten more, such a loss!
"I also gave a hundred bucks as a tip."
Upon hearing this, Valentine's face looked even worse, she pouted and played rogue, "The tip was your responsibility, I don't care, I'm only paying you eight hundred bucks."
"Suit yourself." Mark Reed shrugged indifferently. "I'll take you back to school."
"Okay."
Valentine turned her head to look at the man sitting next to her, knowing he wasn't a good person.
She suddenly felt sorry for Miss Zhao, falling in love with such a heartless man was truly unfortunate, the feelings given did not get reciprocated, pleaded without dignity but was still mercilessly rejected.
