"Oh."
Hearing Wei Qi's words, Qin Hao was indifferent and just responded with a cold "oh," without even glancing at Wei Qi.
Wei Qi's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Buddy, give me some face."
"I don't know you; you have no face with me." Qin Hao said.
"You!"
Wei Qi's face changed, and he stared fiercely at Qin Hao, his gaze full of threats, as if saying, boy, I'll remember you.
But Qin Hao didn't even acknowledge Wei Qi and instead looked at Zhao Mengke, saying, "I'm hungry, order me a steak. Oh, and you pay."
"Oh."
Zhao Mengke obediently nodded, glanced at the menu, her finger landing on the steak page. Her small hand slid slowly down from the most expensive item to the cheapest one, her eyes lighting up as she said, "Waiter, this one please."
Qin Hao reached out and pinched her cheek hard, saying, "You little miser, too stingy!"
Zhao Mengke unhappily pouted, stuck her tongue out at Qin Hao, and made a cute grimace.
