After speaking with the boss lady, Tang Yanqi turned and went back to her seat. Sheng Jianan looked at her and asked the question on his mind: "Do you come here often? It's quite far from K University."
"They used to be on the Snack Street behind the school. Later, the area was formalized, and they weren't able to afford renting a shop, so they moved here."
"Formalized? So you also know they weren't formal?"
Sheng Jianan's tone contained his usual arrogance and disdain. After all, for him, it was difficult not to look down on such roadside stalls.
Tang Yanqi glared at him, thinking he was like a rich kid, completely unaware there are many people suffering in this world.
"Not everyone is born into wealth. They use their hands to make a living without stealing or robbing; there's nothing to look down on."
Tang Yanqi rarely argued with him. Previously, if she did, it would only be an instinctive reaction when provoked, but like now, earnestly debating with him was truly a first.
