Bai Yiyi lounged lazily on the sofa, one arm resting on its edge, her chin propped up by her hand as she watched Gu Kai's reaction with satisfaction.
When his gaze swept toward her, she smiled innocently and parted her red lips lightly. "You're the one who insisted. You said to charge a hundred bucks for making you dinner. I told you before—it's limited edition and very expensive."
"Ten bucks for a single noodle?"
Gu Kai sneered as he picked up a noodle with his chopsticks, showing it to her.
"Where?"
Bai Yiyi frowned and shook her head with amused disbelief, leaned forward slightly to sit up, and studied the noodles in his bowl. "The cost of these noodles is one buck. The remaining ninety-nine bucks? Labor fee."
"Bai Yiyi, why don't you just go rob someone?"
Gu Kai's gaze swept across her chest and locked onto the area around her heart. He had this urge to dig it out and see what color it was.
