Chu Wuyou: "......" Damn it
I'm speechless.
"Shall we go to the Friendship Store again?" Qin Huaiyi asked, blinking her innocent big eyes. She looked incredibly pure.
In the end, we didn't get to visit the Friendship Store.
After a quick browse around the department store, Lin Xiaoxiao and Chu Wuyan agreed to visit Xiaobao the next day. Seeing that there were toys for sale, they bought some.
When Qin Huaiyi heard that the three of them were going to the hospital to see Xiaobao the next day, she volunteered to go along.
Unsurprisingly, he was rejected by everyone.
"Then I'll go by myself, hmph." Qin Huaiyi stomped her foot.
Chu Wuyan couldn't help but retort, "It has to be something you can actually get into."
Are military hospitals open to just anyone?
Qin Huaiyi was stunned for a moment, then bit her lip, her eyes flickered, and she didn't say anything.
As they left the department store, Chu Wuyan offered to treat Lin Xiaoxiao to a meal to welcome her home.
Upon hearing the words "welcome dinner," Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but think of yesterday. Just as she was about to refuse, Qin Huaiyi chimed in, "I'll go too."
Even the usually good-tempered Chu Wuyou couldn't help but roll her eyes, just like Chu Wuyan and Lin Xiaoxiao.
Qin Huaiyi, as if she hadn't seen it, suggested, "Let's go to a private restaurant. The food at the state-run restaurants is terrible."
Chu Wuyan ignored her and looked at Lin Xiaoxiao, "I know a private restaurant whose ancestors were imperial chefs..."
Before she could finish speaking, Qin Huaiyi interrupted her again, smiling charmingly, "This lady probably doesn't understand what you're saying. She's probably never even eaten at a private restaurant."
He even generously said, "This meal is on me, I'll show you around."
Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at her and said, "You call having a meal a sign of broadening your horizons? You're really not very worldly."
Qin Huaiyi's smile froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. "You probably don't know, but the chef at this private restaurant is an imperial chef. In the past, only the emperor could eat his food..."
"So what?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked seriously.
He shouted, "Have the people eaten? If the people don't eat, I won't eat either."
A barely audible laugh came from a Hongqi car that happened to be driving slowly by.
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