When she saw that he was really a little angry, the girl's little face also fell. She spat out her tongue, turned around, and left dejectedly. Su Yan didn't say a word the entire time, nor did she look at Wei Zhou. She just sat there and ate leisurely.
After finishing the last skewer, Su Yan opened her bag and took out a packet of tissues to wipe her mouth. Then she took out a mirror and reapplied lip gloss.
Just as she was about to call the waiter for the bill, Wei Zhou threw the majority of the beef slices into the pot. Then, he stirred it with his chopsticks. The man looked at her and asked, "How long will it take to be ready?"
Su Yan curled the corners of her lips and looked at Wei Zhou pitifully. She felt that he was also quite miserable. First, he almost vomited from the smell of the roasted pork loin, and then he just watched her eat. From the beginning to the end, he only ate the few pieces of beef rolls that she had picked for him.
