Perhaps he didn't want others to know about their relationship.
About half an hour later, the cheesecake Yan Ge had ordered for her was ready. Just as the waiter was about to set the cake down in front of her, a woman walked up to him, blocking his movement and arrogantly demanded, "I want this cake. Take it over there for me."
"I'm sorry, ma'am, the cakes in our shop need to be ordered in advance." The waiter said with a smile to Wen Xiangyang, "This cake is for this young lady."
"What do you mean, ordered in advance? Isn't it just a cake?" The woman said, then rummaged inside her bag and slapped something down onto Wen Xiangyang's table.
What she slapped onto the table was a stack of brightly colored money.
"This is a thousand yuan, I want your cake."
Wen Xiangyang looked up at the woman, who had two big earrings hanging from her ears, and smiled, "Sorry, but the cake is not for sale."
"One thousand five!" Another stack of money was slapped onto the table.