"I still have some money; I can rent a house, but I can't afford a very good one, and it will be much worse. As for meals, I'll just have to buy groceries and cook myself. If I spend carefully, there should be no problem; my salary should cover it."
When Wu's mother heard what her son said, her legs went weak. She had just begun to enjoy the good days; how could it turn into this?
It's all Gu Nuan's fault!
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In a quiet and elegant little western restaurant, Gu Nuan sat feeling the calm around her and couldn't help but ask Yebai across from her, "Is this place reliable?"
There aren't many customers; could it be that the food isn't good?
Xiao Yebai looked up from the menu, saw her slightly anxious expression, chuckled, and said, "Don't be afraid, it won't kill you."
This guy actually used the phrase "won't kill."
Gu Nuan turned her head, looked at him, and purposefully asked, "Why did I hear from Xiaolian that you can't eat anything other than the food I cook?"
