In the evening, on the pedestrian street near the school, inside a hotpot restaurant.
Three women and one man, seated around a table.
After ordering, Wang Dahai asked, "What would you like to drink?"
Zhang Jing said softly, "Just tea will be fine."
Yan Ke nodded her little head, "Tea is good enough."
Liu Weiwei secretly rolled her eyes.
They were all roommates, having known each other for years, and she knew these two too well.
Normally, when someone was treating, they'd practically suck the person dry.
But now, just drinking free tea?
Such pretense.
Liu Weiwei pursed her lips, criticizing inwardly while saying, "I want beer."
Then looked to the other two women, "Are you drinking or not?"
Zhang Jing smiled, "I'm fine with either."
Yan Ke had no objections.
Wang shook his head, "I'll pass, I still have to drive later."
"Have a little," Liu Weiwei pouted, "It's so late already, you can go back tomorrow, and tomorrow's the weekend anyway."
