Su Zi Xuan's text message was just a simple and straightforward sentence. It conveyed three pieces of information: first, I'm about to leave Zhi'an for the Capital City soon; second, I want to invite you out for a meal; and most importantly, I'm already at the entrance of No.1 Middle School—will you come out?
It had to be said that Su Zixuan was a very clever woman. Her text message didn't express anything too significant to Lin Feng, just a very minor request.
"Just come out for a meal!" It's like a farewell lunch before I leave Zhi'an, right?
That was the subtext hiding in Su Zixuan's text message, which made Lin Feng itch inside. Should he go out or not?
"Madman! I've ordered already, and this time I'm gonna rip you off. Ten dishes, two drinks, a total of two hundred and twenty-three yuan."
When it came to eating, knowing that Lin Feng had made some money, Zhang Zhen wasn't shy about it at all. He quickly ordered the food, handed the menu to Lin Feng, and let him pay.
