"Alright." The service staff placed the order with the tablet quickly and looked at Changqing.
Changqing pretended to flip around nonchalantly. The more she looked, the more regretful she felt. She was seriously wondering if this was a trap that Song Chuyi planned.
"Er… I was a little full from the food I had at the movie theater. I'm fine with a steak," Changqing said as she closed the menu.
"Do you want a bottle of red wine?" The service staff said, "Customers usually order red wine when they have Western food here."
"No need, we…"
"Let's get a bottle." Song Chuyi said, "I remember there seems to be a 300-milliliter red wine here."
"Yes, so is it the 300 milliliters?"
"Mm."
After the service staff left, Changqing flipped over to look at the price of the red wine again secretly. $8000.
So expensive. So expensive. So expensive.
