Murong Shanshan pulled me over as she spoke, making me sit right next to her, which instantly left Xu Xing all by himself.
The dishes had started arriving. Everything except the whole roasted lamb had been served, and some color had finally returned to Xu Xing's face. Judging by his head-to-toe designer clothes, he was clearly from a wealthy family, though he probably couldn't stomach the sudden ten-thousand-yuan expense. I could see his face twitch with every single dish that was placed on the table.
Poor kid. It seemed he had actually fallen for a big spender like Murong Shanshan.
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