[Yang Menghuo POV]
It was already late evening when Shi Ying and Yang Menghuo exited the cinema. Thus, as a good Jiejie, Shi Ying offered Yang Menghuo dinner. She patted Yang Menghuo's back like an old woman and said, "Don't worry, ah. Your Jiejie saved enough for us to eat dinner today! Do you weren't to eat something?"
Honestly, Yang Menghuo was also hungry but didn't feel like eating in a restaurant. Besides, he knew that Shi Ying was very thrifty. Feeling a bit considerate, Menghuo looked around and saw a nearby stall that sold dumpling.
"Let's just eat that," Menghuo said.
Shi Ying looked at the dumpling stall and joked, "Ah, Meng Bao, don't be so cheap! I know you are broke, but your Jie can provide today, no worry!"
"Hmm… if you say so…" Menghuo pointed at a fancy Michelin restaurant quite far from their position, but the fancy building really stood out, especially with the golden light, "Let's eat there."
