"This woman is kinda interesting."
Watching the Ogrande party munching on instant noodles while sitting on the stairway in the distance, Fang Zheng couldn't help but smile, then he spoke.
"Indeed, I thought she would only buy her own share."
Kuliya had also eaten her fill and, curiously looking towards the distant group of "refugees," couldn't help but wonder. After all, the impression that woman left during the day was one of arrogance and conceit, a demeanor acting as if she was the best in the world. In Kuliya's opinion, given Fang Zheng's seemingly unreasonable demand, that woman might have only bought enough to satisfy her own hunger. Unexpectedly, the woman actually bought a bowl of instant noodles for everyone on her side.
What could be said about that? Just rich and capricious.
"However... Mr. Fang Zheng, is what we're doing really alright?"
Taking a bite of roasted chicken, Nanali also voiced her concern.