"Alright, stop looking at me like that. Last night... everyone worked hard."
After speaking, he paused, met the instant, bright-eyed, "expectant" gaze of the four, and clearly supplemented in a soft voice:
"You pick the place, it's on me."
As soon as the words fell, it was as if sunlight instantly dispersed the gloom.
"Alright!"
"Long live the captain!"
"Qingzi is really something!"
The resentment on the four faces instantly vanished, and the fatigue and confusion from last night seemed to be swept away by the promise of a feast.
Fang Qingyu looked at the four who suddenly changed expression and started discussing which dishes to order, shoulder-to-shoulder, and shook his head helplessly, though the curve of his mouth deepened slightly.
With their wealth...
How could they possibly care about who pays for this meal?
As the four were fervently discussing.
A figure somehow appeared behind them unnoticed.
Qin Hui was the first to notice, nudging the others with his elbow.
