Zhang Dagu sat at the table, looking at the seafood in front of him, he really didn't want to eat.
After hearing Zhang Yu's words, it would take someone with a really thick skin to still be able to eat.
Zhang Yi, who had originally been looking forward to this meal, had lost all appetite; he thought a lot and was really angry.
Zhang Yu looked up and saw everyone lacking appetite, aware that her thoughts had shattered many people's dreams.
"Why aren't you eating?"
"It's really fresh, tastes amazing."
"Had I known your fighting spirit was so weak, I wouldn't have invited you to a buffet, to avoid waste."
Zhang Yu shook her head helplessly, then lowered it to continue eating; the food here was quite fresh.
After all, since the money was spent, and she had treated everyone to a big meal, there was no room to complain about her.
