Lin Fan and Wei Yue'er were having breakfast at a congee shop. By this time, no one dared to harbor any negative feelings toward them anymore; jealousy and such had vanished into thin air.
The jealous men were convinced; Lin Fan is so capable, it's only natural for him to have a beautiful girlfriend. The jealous women were also convinced; finding such an impressive boyfriend is a skill in itself.
Soon after, they finished breakfast and planned to leave, heading to the counter to pay.
"How much is it, ma'am?" Lin Fan asked.
The shop owner laughed and said, "Twenty-five yuan with a discount."
Lin Fan then used his phone to scan and make the payment.
The shop owner looked at Wei Yue'er and smiled, "Young lady, you're so lucky to have found such a great boyfriend."
Wei Yue'er blushed; it was a misunderstanding, albeit a sweet one. But in Lin Fan's presence, she was too shy to let it slide.
