One meal. Multiple intentions.
Yu Gangan's heart was trembling. When this was all over, she was going to ask her Master Handsome whether Fang Zhihan had passed his test; she didn't want to attend another awkward and uncomfortable meal like this ever again.
Soon enough, the meal ended and He Shigui called the waiter to pay; he didn't want Fang Zhihan to pay. This was his standpoint.
But, to his surprise, the waiter said, "Mr. Fang has already paid."
He Shigui's refined smile turned a little cold. His lips moved a little like he wanted to say something, but Yu Gangan said with a smile, "Master Handsome, just let him pay."
She stared at He Shigui, gesturing that since it was a test, Fang Zhihan naturally had to pay the bill.
He Shigui swallowed back his words. "In that case, thank you, Mr. Fang. We will treat you back in the future," he said calmly.
He then said to Yu Gangan, "Brat, let's go home."
