Ding Sheng angrily stood up from his seat, forcefully patting his shirt, and growled, "Gan Tiantian, what are you doing? Do you know how expensive this shirt is? Can you afford to pay for it?"
"I was originally planning to speak to you nicely, but since you're being unreasonable, don't blame me for being impolite."
"This meal is something you invited me for, so you should be the one footing the bill."
Ding Sheng snorted coldly, not believing that Gan Tiantian wouldn't apologize. After all, she's just someone of modest background dining here at the Top-Grade Heavenly Fragrance. She must have been hoping for a free meal given his wealth. Now that she's offended him, he certainly won't pay. He expected her to apologize soon enough.
"Fine, I'll pay the bill, but do you think you're so great, you jerk?"
"Tiantian, you should give this jerk a good lesson. If it were me, I'd have given him a good beating."
