Ye Chen looked dejected as he pulled out his bank card and was about to hand it over to the cashier.
Just then, Ye Chen turned his head to glance at Qin Wantong, who stood beside him with a smile brimming on her face, and suddenly he had a bad feeling.
"Wantong, please tell me you also brought money," Ye Chen asked.
"I did bring some."
Qin Wantong said, smiling with a slight curve forming at the corner of her mouth.
"That's good."
Ye Chen sighed with relief, but before he could finish his sentence, Qin Wantong's laughing voice reached him.
"Ye Chen, it's not gentlemanly to let such a pretty girl pay," she said with a twinkle of mirth in her eyes.
Ye Chen nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
A gentleman? Since when had he claimed to be one?
The notorious business magnate of Zhonghai, buying a set of clothes and still expected to pay? This was just too bullying.
"Pay for it all."
Ye Chen said, looking gloomy.
