Lian Xinying's mood was a complex mixture of emotions.
If it weren't for the troubles at home, Lian Xinying could never have imagined that their friendship was so fragile.
"Since we can no longer be friends, what does it matter to you whether I have money to eat or not? I owe you a meal, and I must repay it!" Lian Xinying said forcefully, leaving Junjun with a flushed face.
"Fine then, let's settle it now! I'll see you at the extravagant Da Fuhao restaurant!" Junjun deliberately chose a high-consumption restaurant.
Lian Xinying put away her phone, grabbed her bag, and stormed out.
"Miss, you've just come back and now you're going out again?"
"Going out to repay a debt!"
...
After Lian Xinying left, the steward wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Lian Xinying's temper was definitely not something ordinary girls could match.
Even if she sold Yan Ye's cigarettes, she stood tall and straight, acting as if she was not afraid at all of Yan Ye finding out.
