The two walked out of the school gate, assuming Shang Yan would take her to some state-operated restaurant or another place with high consumption.
Unexpectedly, they only walked down one street to an alleyway corner.
There were two elderly people setting up a stall, with the grandma neatly wrapping dumplings and the grandpa stirring with a slotted spoon in a pot.
"Ah Yan's here, and this is... your fiancee, right?"
The grandma greeted Shang Yan as soon as she saw him, stopping what she was doing.
"No, she's my classmate,"
Shang Yan hurriedly explained, worried that Song Yitang would feel awkward.
Song Yitang didn't mind at all; she was already too hungry to worry about such groundless speculations.
She sat to the side, waiting for Shang Yan to exchange pleasantries with the two elders.
Her stomach had been growling non-stop for a while.
If she didn't order soon, she felt she might starve to death.
