Luo Yingying and Yan Keke's skin wasn't great, but since their faces didn't have those issues, they didn't need the product and, lacking interest, went back to bed. "I'm going to snooze a bit more; it's still early, right?"
"Still early, still early. Sorry for disturbing your nap. I'll treat you to breakfast in a bit," Mei Mengzhen said somewhat apologetically.
"Why so formal? It's not like this happens every day." As soon as Luo Yingying finished speaking, He Yiran, while looking in the restroom mirror, said, "I'll treat you to breakfast, to celebrate that the spots on my face might be removed. I'm so happy."
Just as everyone was about to refuse, He Yiran insisted, making a stern face, "No refusing allowed. Breakfast won't cost much."
Seeing her insistence, nobody refused after all. After all, they were all well off now; having eaten her treat, they could always find an opportunity to return the favor.
"Alright."
"Alright, let's sleep a bit more; it's still early."