Ye Wanting gulped nervously, "Alright..."
"That's the spirit," Yaen Chi pushed a small plate of spicy seafood pasta in front of her, "Eat up."
Ye Wanting awkwardly reached for the fork. As she dug in, she lifted it up only to find none of the noodles clinging to the fork; they all fell off.
After dinner, they first sent Ye Wanting home.
Then headed back to Bo Yanching's apartment.
Yaen Chi had to help Bo Yanching upstairs.
"Don't forget the contract, make sure it's detailed."
Nan Jiaojiao was walking ahead. Bo Yanching deliberately lagged a few steps behind just to say this to Yaen Chi.
Yaen Chi chuckled in exasperation, "Brother Yan, you used to be so generous, waving big amounts that are more than what I gave you today. We've mentioned the contract twice now; is my memory that bad?"
"You know that was in the past."
Yaen Chi asked, "What's different now?"
