Qin Yu settled the bill promptly and returned to Holly Rosie's side, but for some reason, he always felt that whenever he helped Holly Rosie pay, the look she gave him seemed a bit off.
"Rosie, shall we go?"
"Yes, let's go." Holly Rosie looped her arm naturally through Qin Yu's, and together they left KFC.
Qin Yu habitually headed towards the parking lot, but Rosie didn't seem to catch his intention and gently tugged at his arm instead.
"Rosie, what's wrong?"
"I didn't drive. Why go to the parking lot?"
"You didn't drive?" Qin Yu's eyes widened in disbelief. What was Rosie playing at? Coming to pick him up without a car?
"Yeah, you know, gas prices in the United States have gone up again." Rosie looked at Qin Yu with a pitiful gaze.
Qin Yu rolled his eyes incessantly. Damn it, you're a medical doctor with perhaps a fortune of several billion US dollars. You're worried about gas prices?
"So what do we do? Walk out of the airport?"
