"Let's go Dutch, whoever ordered the dishes should pay for them!"
Seeing the situation, Li Xiaomin said to Bai Xiaofan and the others.
She remembered, many of the dishes had been ordered by Bai Xiaofan's group, including those two bottles of scarily expensive wine.
"What Dutch? Ha ha, how about this, Li Xiaomin, you call me 'Brother Hu', and I'll cover this meal, how about it? Although my family isn't as rich as Fourth Brother's, I can still afford this little sum of 100,000 yuan!"
Wang Hu laughed arrogantly as if he heard the funniest joke ever, his eyes narrowing slyly while looking at Li Xiaomin, and also surreptitiously glancing over Jiang Feifei and Chen Xiner.
"I can damn well pay!"
In response to Wang Hu's bluster, Wei Yang just growled lowly, frightening Li Xiaomin who was about to make a move, causing her to sit down again.
Throughout this time, Bai Xiaofan didn't say a word, just drinking his tea indifferently.
