"Mr. Fu, you date if you want to date, but shouldn't you remember to settle the bill?"
Fu Shilv had left in such a hurry that he indeed forgot about it.
The waitress was also chasing after them at this moment, "Sir, miss, your bill…"
Passersby who had come out of the restaurant couldn't help but take an extra look as they walked by them.
Sheng Youxia couldn't afford to lose face, and neither could Fu Shilv.
"You couldn't just take care of the bill for a meal?"
"Do you think I'm an idiot? Letting that get out would be a laughingstock."
Some divorced woman eagerly giving her ex-husband warmth, generously paying for the matchmaking dinner.
"Sir?" the waitress was quite embarrassed.
Fu Shilv followed her back into the restaurant, and by the time he came out again, Sheng Youxia had already started her car and driven off.
He didn't think much of it and followed leisurely in his car.