Ten minutes later, a medium cup, a large cup with regular pearls and a large cup with double pearls sat in front of Su Ye.
She nodded in satisfaction, and finally picked up the medium cup of milk tea that Wang Dongqing bought for the first time, poked it with a straw, and waved it in front of him. "Thank you."
F*ck, wasn't the last cup she said was the wrong one the first time?
"Su Ye!" Wang Dongqing was so angry that his glasses were nearly fell off. He had queued up to buy three cups of milk tea and was now covered in sweat. "Don't forget that your father still wants to ask our family to cooperate! Aren't you afraid that I will tell my mother when I go back?"
Su Ye was sucking on the pearls. She looked beautiful. "It's not up to you whether we cooperate or not. It's not up to your mother, and it's not up to your father either."
