Wang LuLu's face immediately darkened further. She had originally planned to leave like this, with the bill left to Leng Yichen. She didn't expect Bai Yiran to see through her little scheme.
"The money from my husband can't be spent by unrelated women," Bai Yiran purposely hooked her arm through Leng Yichen's, raising an eyebrow as she looked at Wang LuLu.
Wang LuLu gritted her teeth and glared at Bai Yiran, then said to the manager, "How much!"
The manager had already prepared the bill, "A total of three thousand five hundred yuan."
Wang LuLu's eyes widened, "We only had appetizers! Why is it so expensive!"
"Sorry, you also had three glasses of red wine," the manager responded calmly, as if determined not to let her leave without paying the three thousand five hundred yuan.
Wang LuLu's expression grew even uglier as she looked at Feifei and Lili beside her, "Do any of you have cash? I don't have enough on me."
