After that, everyone left the cake shop and headed back to school.
"Speaking of, what were you doing at the cake shop?"
Zhou Yu didn't understand why Chen Yuan, who had been short on living expenses this month, still had money to spend at such a bourgeois cake shop.
He Sijiao also looked at him with some confusion.
"Your birthday?" Fu guessed.
"No way, his birthday has already passed," Zhou Yu denied promptly.
Then, it was as if fireworks went off in Zhou Fu's head and the light shone from her eyes as she suddenly got the point and revealed a satisfied, slight smile.
Fu, fuck you, don't start this again!
Just when I started to think better of you for transitioning from a fag-hag to BG, you're starting again, aren't you?
"This is... um..." Chen Yuan tried to sound casual, "Just bought a cake to keep in the fridge for later; they're supposed to distribute the living expenses tonight."
"So where's the cake?" Seeing Chen Yuan's hands empty, Zhou Fu asked in confusion.
