Ming Jing spoke without raising her head, "What's my worth?"
Zhao Heng choked, "Of course, your worth is equivalent to abalone and bird's nest."
Song Yinzhang glared at him and pushed the stir-fried rice cake just served to him, "Then your worth is only enough for stir-fried rice cake."
The trio joked and laughed, they were all good-looking men and women, attracting many eyes.
After finishing their meal, Zhao Heng went to pay the bill, Song Yinzhang said, "I'll treat you next time."
"Then I have to think about how to slaughter you."
The aisle of the snack bar was very narrow, only one person could walk through, Ming Jing was walking at the back.
When Ming Jing was passing by Tang Wan's table, Tang Wan suddenly got up, bumped into Ming Jing and due to inertia, she grabbed Ming Jing intending to fall on the ground. Everyone who was watching this was stunned.
The beautiful woman was about to become a cushion.
