After accepting Chi Yue’s invitation, everyone felt it inappropriate to continue praising Xia Chuyi.
As the classmates exited the school gate, Chi Yue suddenly announced, "I need to return to the dormitory for a bit."
The others exchanged glances.
"Should we wait for you?" Zhan Yi hurriedly suggested.
What a joke! If Chi Yue suddenly decided not to go, would they have to pay the bill themselves?
However, Chi Yue was unaware of their little schemes.
After a while, Chi Yue returned as promised and smiled at everyone, "Let’s go."
They arrived at "Youwei."
"Welcome!..." The word was barely out when Qian Qianqian already spotted Xia Chuyi and the person in front of him—"rich tycoon" Chi Yue.
Qian Qianqian’s eyes darted toward Xia Chuyi, blinking in surprise: What’s happening? The rich tycoon has come to be slaughtered again?
It must be said that despite her size, Qian Qianqian had a strong ability to read people and situations.
Chi Yue then welcomed the classmates, "Everyone, please feel free to sit wherever you like. I’ve said it before, this meal is on me."
"By the way, Xia Chuyi, aren’t you working here? Please, do us the honor of serving your classmates."
Chi Yue’s words were an overt challenge.
In the restaurant, Wang Yu and Huang Xiaoyun were both looking distressed, about to make a move, but Xia Chuyi beat them to it.
"Since we are classmates, what’s the harm in serving a bit?" Xia Chuyi calmly replied, "Serving the people."
He even seriously shouted the slogan.
Originally slightly angered, Jiang Shuqin instantly cooled down.
"Yes, serving the people! Chuyi, let me help you," Jiang Shuqin took the lead, and Xia Chuyi’s friends from class 201 actively turned into waitstaff, catering to the classmates.
Seeing this, Chi Yue was itching with frustration.
Chi Yue fumed inwardly: Humph, these folks from 201, brown-nosing to death, what do they see in Xia Chuyi!
Soon, the braised pork rice was all served.
"Wow, the taste of this braised pork rice is really good!" exclaimed a classmate who had missed the last gathering at "Youwei."
"Yeah, ’Youwei,’ right?" Zhan Yi joined in, "With our Kyoto University’s own Xia Chuyi working here, how could it be bad?"
Zhan Yi’s words seemed like praise for "Youwei," but also seemed like a veiled jab at Xia Chuyi.
Coincidentally, Jiang Shuqin overheard and inwardly rolled her eyes, chuckling, "Right, Zhan Yi, you’re correct. Our Chuyi really is top-notch in cooking skills. Thanks for your compliment."
Zhan Yi: ...I didn’t compliment her.
Zhan Yi glanced at Chi Yue, afraid that Chi Yue would get angry. However, Chi Yue wasn’t even looking at her, but was rolling her eyes, evidently deep in thought.
Good food is the best way to liven up the atmosphere. As the meal progressed, the classmates chatted and laughed together, creating a very harmonious scene.
Only Chi Yue, as usual, displayed her cleanliness obsession and didn’t touch her food.
Every now and then, Xia Chuyi glanced at Chi Yue’s behavior and couldn’t help shaking his head.
On one hand, she was playing host to win people over, yet on the other, she displayed a "the food I’m treating you with is unclean, and I will not partake" attitude. No one would be grateful for that.
As it was almost time to pay the bill, Chi Yue suddenly walked over, pulled out her wallet, and tossed it in front of Xia Chuyi, arrogantly stating, "The money’s all here. You settle the bill later."
Xia Chuyi glanced at the wallet thrown in front of him, looked at Chi Yue, and ignored her, continuing to focus on his work.
After everyone had finished eating, Chi Yue, with arms crossed, came forward and told Xia Chuyi, "Let’s settle the bill."