"I'm full! Naturally, I can't eat anymore! I work at the TV station; if I get fat, I won't look good on camera!" Liang Manman got up, tossing the remaining food into the trash bin next to the stall.
A pitiful little girl squatting beside the trash bin eyed the food with longing. When she saw Liang Manman throw it away, she quickly went to pick it up.
Seeing that the food in the bucket was soaked in slop, she stared at it disappointedly for a long time, unwilling to leave.
Qin Jian withdrew his gaze and stood up, saying indifferently, "You don't have to get so much. This year has been a year of famine, and the domestic food harvest hasn't been good..."
He hadn't finished speaking when Liang Manman interrupted him, "Really? I didn't know that! Besides, I just wanted to try a little of everything. I don't have to give my monthly salary to my family, and it's not like I can't afford it!"
Qin Jian didn't say anything; he walked over to the stall owner to settle the bill.
