After finishing dinner, Su Ningyan's phone rang. It was Zhuo Junyue calling.
"Wife, where are you? I'll come pick you up."
"I'm out having dinner, just finished actually. You can come now."
Zhuo Junyue jotted down the address, set the navigation, and calmly uttered, "Wait for me."
Jiang Xiaonan recognized the voice of the CEO, then glanced at all the food she's eaten.
She felt a little embarrassed, but given her current financial status and the few days left before her payday, she had no extra money to treat Su Ningyan to a meal.
"Sister Ningyan, I'll treat you to a meal when I get my pay."
"Silly girl, making such a fuss over a meal. Xiao Nan, are you short on cash?"
Jiang Xiaonan was worried that Su Ningyan might offer to lend her money.
She had already helped her so much. She wasn't incapacitated and could support herself.
