"Yes, that's right." Zhiyun nodded.

Then he said to Chu Yi in a serious tone, "Although it's best for men and women to split the bill when they're not in a relationship, there's a saying that goes, 'reciprocity.' I've basically been paying for our previous purchases, so isn't it your turn to pay for it now? Or do you want me, a penniless woman, to pay for it?"

"Zhiyun, you weren't like this before!"

When Zhiyun said these words, Chu Yi was stunned.

Is this still the same Zhiyun who always said she loved him and was willing to give everything for him?!

Obviously, he had a suspicion that she had suffered a severe brain injury.

"What was I like before? Why don't you tell me about it? Remind me." While saying this, Zhiyun gave him a mischievous look.

Chu Yi just felt that smile was creepy.

He had never seen Zhiyun like this before.

It also reminded him of that night at the club, the pain of being punched and kicked, which he still remembered vividly.

The waiter noticed that the two had been seated for a while, so he came over and asked, "Would you like to pay?"

Zhiyun pointed at Chu Yi beside her: "Well, he pays the bill."

"Zhiyun, I..."

Chu Yi wanted to say something.

Zhiyun interrupted him and asked him in surprise: "Chu Yi, you don't have any money on you, do you?"

Of course Chu Yi brought money!

But he knew that the cost of living here was very high, and he was not sure if the money he had on him was enough to cover the expenses.

Damn it, if I had known he would not have ordered such expensive coffee.

He hit his own foot and had to endure it without crying out in pain.

"I have money." Chu Yi raised a smile that was uglier than crying, and could only bite the bullet and ask the waiter: "How much?"

The waiter listed the bill: "You two have ordered two cups of St. Helena coffee, plus the seating fee, totaling one thousand five hundred and fifty-five dollars."

“So expensive?”

Chu Yi asked subconsciously in shock.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, his puzzled eyes shifting from Chu Yi's face to Zhiyun's face, and he reluctantly explained: "... St. Helena coffee has always been priced this way, and other coffee shops also charge this price."

The waiter's words made Chu Yi feel a burning pain on his cheeks.

Zhiyun pursed her lips and said, "A little over fifteen hundred is not too bad. Chu Yi, if you really don't have any money, I'll call my dad and ask him to transfer some money to me. But I'm not sure if he will transfer it to me because I've already exceeded my spending limit this month."

She spoke in a voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for people around her to hear.

Some people sneered, obviously laughing at a man who was irresponsible and let a woman pay the bill when he went out.

The waiters also look down on such men from the bottom of their hearts. Men who let girls figure out how to pay are the most shameful.

Chu Yi received strange looks from others, so he had to grit his teeth and take out his card: "No need, I'll pay."

He still had more than a thousand yuan, but there was only more than two thousand yuan in his card in total.

Because of Situ Ling, his work failed again and again. He was well aware of the family situation, so he had been struggling to make ends meet.

Chu Yi followed the waiter to swipe the card, but Zhiyun turned around and left without waiting.

When Chu Yi came out, Zhiyun had already disappeared.

Chu Yi left with a dark face. Although he was annoyed, he could only endure it.

**

After Zhiyun came out of the cafe, she did not run or hide. Instead, when she passed by a car, the door suddenly opened. Before she could react, a hand reached out from inside the car and pulled her into the car.