She immediately took sixty yuan from her wallet and handed it to the waiter. The man's face instantly turned the color of liver.
Xu Xiaoya tried to give her a subtle glance, but Yan Xixi paid no attention.
Under the waiter's ambiguous gaze, he reluctantly took out one hundred yuan. While he waited for his change, Yan Xixi, who was surprisingly still there, said calmly, "Buddy, you were a full fifty minutes late for our date today. Yet, you offered neither an explanation nor an apology. Do you even know what respect is? That's the first point.
"Secondly, about that mortgaged house of yours. Your parents might have covered the thirty percent down payment, but the remaining hundreds of thousands for the loan? That's something your wife will have to shoulder with you after marriage. Most of your salary and your provident fund already go toward the mortgage payments.
