Song Qingchun, who was drinking the RIO, suddenly stopped.
It was indeed the tradition for the winner to treat the others, but her time was not hers after 7 pm. It would seem extremely selfish for her to disagree, but what if he did not allow her to agree?
Song Qingchun did not know what to do, so she unconsciously snuck at look at Su Zhinian.
"Yes, you should treat, and it shall be a big meal… Let me think, where shall we go?" The Student Council President agreed with Tang Nuo's suggestion. He tilted his head to look at Song Qingchun. "There's a nearby holiday villa that serves the best wild game, shall we go there?"
The Student Council President noticed Song Qingchun did not reply so he added, "Qingchun, don't worry, the money Su Zhinian lost to you is more than enough for a meal…"
Before he could finish, his gaze fell on Song Qingchun's wrist. With a frown, he asked instead, "Qingchun, what happened to your wrist?"
