song qincheng looked away from the man and noticed the line behind them. she ignored the young man and placed her things at the counter, ready to pay.
the man looked anxious and came over with a half-smile. " " beauty, do me a favor. i just got off the plane and i'm in a hurry to go home. my old man has a bad temper. if i don't make it for the new year's eve dinner, he might skin me alive. "
"then you can line up behind me." song qincheng asked the cashier for the money.
the young man turned around. the middle-aged woman who was originally behind the 'beauty' was looking at him with a straight face. she then looked at the beauty beside her and saw that she had already taken out her wallet to pay for herself.
the man touched his nose and walked to the back of the line with two bags of bird food.
song qincheng paid the bill and carried the shopping bags up the escalator.
