Wu Yunzhi: "?"
His face, slightly stifled and unnatural, changed immediately. He couldn't help but feel guilty: "Nonsense, when did I ever have an expression!"
His heart was a mess, so he pretended to be generous: "Yan Chuchen, I'll cover the expenses for today!"
Yan Chuchen waved her hand: "No need, I told you it's a loan. Once we get back, I'll pay you for the Hanfu."
She wouldn't take advantage of someone for no reason.
Besides, with a bit of experience, Yan Chuchen knew that if you accepted favors, you would come off as inferior and be beholden to others.
No one in the world, except for parents, would be nice to you without a reason.
She didn't want to miss out on this Hanfu, so she let Wu Yunzhi pay for it first.
...
Fourth Middle School, cafeteria.
There were few people at the small dining table. Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning had gone to the Ancient Street, and the art student Geng Lu attended an art exhibition organized by the teacher to study in An City.
