Jiang Yingyue had thought that they would go to a cafe close to campus, but when she sat in the car, she noticed that they drove to one of the most upscale shopping areas within the entire capital.
Looking slightly sulky, she shot a glance at Han Qingshan before saying with a curt voice, "I have no money. If you want me to join you for coffee, it has to be your treat."
Han Qingshan looked at Jiang Yingyue with curiosity. He knew that the girl was not lying; she was a scholarship student and someone who had parents that worked very hard to be able to pay back the mortgage on their home.
"Don't worry," he assured her, "since I invited you, of course I will foot the bill."
Jiang Yingyue nodded her head and approved of what he had said. It seemed that he was not completely unreasonable, but then again, he was a rich young master from what she had gathered. It would be nothing for him to buy a cup of coffee for her.
