"Just put it in the bag, thank you."

"No trouble at all, please take this. Thank you for your patronage, and welcome to come again next time."

Wen Yan nodded, smiled, and reached out to take the paper bag.

The manager then handed another paper bag to Qiao Kexin.

"Miss Qiao, this is for you."

Qiao Kexin hummed in agreement, took the paper bag, and walked away.

She didn't feel anything was wrong with it until she reached the door.

Just as she was about to leave, the manager suddenly caught up with her.

"Ms. Qiao, you haven't paid for your meal yet."

"???……What?"

Qiao Kexin looked like she'd been struck by lightning.

She looked at Wen Yan beside her, her face filled with shock. Wen Yan hadn't paid for her?

Wen Yan seemed even more surprised than her: "What's wrong, Kexin? When you borrowed my card last time, didn't you say you'd renew it right away? How come you haven't paid yet after all this time?"

In front of a large audience, and in such a high-class place, Qiao Kexin's face flushed red and then turned pale in a very interesting way.

It took her a while to find her voice: "Oh, yes, it's been so long that I forgot."

Wen Yan also said "Oh" and said with a smile, "Then go renew your subscription now, I'll sit on the sofa and wait for you for a while."

"By the way, Manager Zhou, we've been your regular customers for a while now. Could you recommend a better package to Kexin?"

This was something Wen Yan had discussed with Manager Zhou beforehand. Manager Zhou understood immediately and gestured for Qiao Kexin to enter.

"Miss Qiao, please come this way, let me introduce you to her in detail."

This beauty salon does offer excellent service, but its prices are outrageously high.

However, out of consideration for her reputation, Qiao Kexin had no choice but to follow Manager Zhou to the front desk.