As noon approached, the women seemed tireless from shopping. Had it not been for Britney's sudden appearance affecting her mood, Yang Huiru definitely wouldn't have gone for lunch so early.
The three found a restaurant, setting aside their numerous shopping bags.
When ordering, Britney browsed the menu and chose a few specialty dishes, to each of which Yang Huiru responded the same: "Not tasty."
Britney didn't mind, casually picking a few dishes and passing the menu to Yang Huiru.
Yang Huiru ordered more than a dozen dishes in one go, making Britney unable to help but ask, "Ordering so much, can we finish it all?"
"Anyway, it's my treat. I'll order as much as I like. Do you have a problem with that?" Yang Huiru's temper flared. Just like a child, the policewoman was both stubborn and unreasonable.
Yang Fan kept quiet from start to finish. It was best to remain neutral in the women's war, or he risked becoming cannon fodder.