Looking at the familiar membership card in Gu Yulin's hand, Gu Qingyan remained silent for a moment.

Then he asked, "Where did you come from?"

You won't get a membership card for this teahouse unless you spend a certain amount.

Gu Yulin raised his chin. "Grandpa gave it to me."

His grandfather was Gu Qingyan's father.

The old man in my family really loves the various teahouses in the capital. While others collect stamps, he collects teahouse membership cards.

He didn't say anything more.

The four followed the waiter into a luxurious private room.

A huge round table, three people squeezed on one side, while the other side had only a lone photographer accompanying them.

One person sat to Xu Zhaozhao's left, and the other person sat to Xu Zhaozhao's right.

Xu Zhaozhao was having a headache because of the two of them.

"There are so many seats available..." she said weakly.

"It's cool here."

"It's cool."

Two voices rang out simultaneously from Xu Zhaozhao's left and right sides.

Xu Zhaozhao glanced at the accompanying photographer's bangs, which were about to fly up in the air conditioning, and held the camera without moving her hand.

Do you dare sit over to the photographer's seat and say that line again?

Before Xu Zhaozhao could speak again, Gu Yulin handed the menu to Gu Qingyan.

"Order whatever you want."

They had an air of "being rich and powerful".

[Grandpa?? Wow, is Xu Zhaozhao's sugar daddy already Yu Yu's grandfather's generation?]

Could Xu Zhaozhao's sugar daddy be a spoiled rich kid? Yu Yu usually grew up with her grandfather, right?

[Huh? [Surprised] How could Xu Zhaozhao do that?!]

Why are you all like this? Doesn't anyone praise me for being super handsome and cool?!

[Withered][Withered] We can rule out Actor Gu; he shouldn't be so incompetent as to let his father take care of the child. [Heartbroken]

...

Gu Qingyan was too lazy to argue with him, and Xu Zhaozhao's gaze was practically glued to the menu in his hand.

She picked up a pen, opened the menu, and scrolled down from the first dish. When she saw a dish whose name made her eyes light up, she would lightly tick it off.

After finishing the last dish, he looked up and asked Xu Zhaozhao, "I've ordered. Is there anything else you'd like to add?"

Xu Zhaozhao took the menu and looked at Gu Qingyan, who had checked off all the dishes she wanted to eat. She gave him a strange look.

Finally, I picked up the pen and wrote +10 after the checkmark for "Golden Shrimp Dumplings"...

"It's added."

Xu Zhaozhao handed it to Gu Qingyan and muttered, "This teahouse is substandard; it doesn't even have soda."

"If you want to drink it, you can have it."

Gu Qingyan said something inexplicably.

Xu Zhaozhao's gaze froze. Was he going to buy it for her?

I was about to tell him to stop, but it's too dangerous to go out now.

The next second, Gu Qingyan transformed, raised his hand to call the waiter, handed him the order book, and casually said, "Please get me three more bottles of Coke, thank you."

The waiter's smile remained unchanged as he nodded slightly and replied, "Okay, please wait a moment."

Xu Zhaozhao's fleeting sense of gratitude vanished instantly.

About two minutes later, the "fat otaku happy water" that wasn't on the menu appeared in front of Xu Zhaozhao.

One bottle was placed in front of Xu Zhaozhao, one in front of Gu Yulin, and one was given to the photographer.

Sizzle.

Aren't you going to drink?

Xu Zhaozhao asked, while unscrewing the bottle cap. Carbon dioxide rushed out, making a sound.

Just as she was about to lift her head, Gu Qingyan pressed her down, saying, "Eat first, then drink. It's bad for your stomach."

Xu Zhaozhao pouted and reluctantly put down her sugary drink.

Gu Qingyan picked up her cola, tightened the cap, and placed it next to him.

"I'll give you a drink after you've eaten; it's too cold."

His tone was flat, but his words left much to the imagination.

[Your show is the only way I can get to know high society! Fishy, ​​please flaunt your wealth to me! I'm just a country bumpkin, but I love watching it!]

[Turns out even upscale teahouses have sugary drinks! So, it's like I'm drinking the same thing as Yu Yu! [tongue sticking out]]

[They added ten baskets of shrimp dumplings... Although I admit these shrimp dumplings are really delicious, Xu Zhaozhao can brag about ten baskets?? Isn't this just a pure waste of food to gain clicks? [Death smile]]

[I'm totally shipping them! When have I ever seen Gu Qingyan so attentive to someone else?! There's definitely something going on between them!!]

[Speechless. Isn't this basic courtesy? Don't try to relate everything to love. My brother has long since rejected this unreliable thing called love. [Hands clasped together]]

...

Xu Zhaozhao pouted and decided to tolerate him this once in front of the camera.

After waiting for about ten more minutes, the dishes we had just ordered were served one after another.

There were steamed chicken feet with black bean sauce, rice noodle rolls, congee... but the most popular dish was the shrimp dumplings that Xu Zhaozhao ordered, which took up more than half of the plate.

Xu Zhaozhao washed the dishes, then excitedly washed everyone else's dishes, and even handed a set of tableware to the accompanying photographer.

He was flattered and immediately wanted to decline.

It's already good enough that they can sit down and take pictures, why would they eat someone else's dinner?

"Don't refuse, cameraman, or we'll get roasted."

Xu Zhaozhao said with a smile.

It's both straightforward and makes perfect sense.

So the cameraman accepted the cutlery and thanked him repeatedly.

This woman is really outspoken; she's directly naming certain moral giants! Please see if you fit the bill!

[I was just about to start criticizing... Xu Zhaozhao, are you a mind reader for us haters?]

[The cameraman is eating so deliciously; from this angle, it looks like he's about to feed me! Meanwhile, working-class people are incredibly envious!]

[I know Xu Zhaozhao really loves these shrimp dumplings! Seeing them makes me want to buy the same ones. I'm too poor to have a membership, could you please dedicate a separate corner to selling these shrimp dumplings?!]

...

Xu Zhaozhao ate the shrimp dumplings one after another, occasionally throwing a few into Gu Yulin's bowl.

She's not familiar with Gu Qingyan right now, so of course she doesn't need to consider him.

Xu Zhaozhao gave Yu Yu as much food as he could eat, and the table full of dishes was quickly devoured—the shrimp dumplings were the first to be eaten.

[How come Xu Zhaozhao has such an amazing appetite? Has she not eaten for days? [Surprised]]

[Sister Zhao is so cool, her food smells amazing, but I didn't get to taste it! [Frustrated]]

[I never imagined that ten baskets of shrimp dumplings would be shown off like that... How come she doesn't gain weight even though she eats so much? Goddess Nuwa is biased! [crying]]

[My brother hasn't eaten much. It must be because Xu Zhaozhao ate too much. If my brother loses weight, it's Xu Zhaozhao's fault!]

...

Xu Zhaozhao looked at the small bowl of thin porridge in his bowl and took a spoon to put it into her mouth one spoonful at a time.

She is quite elegant, but she eats even slower than an eighty-year-old grandfather...

Xu Zhaozhao didn't complain about him. Instead, she held out her hand to him and said, "You're full. Give me back my Coke."

Her gaze fell on the cola next to Gu Qingyan.