In Jing Wuyan's room, Qin Yi and Yun Mengyao were enjoying the feast spread across the table.
Jing Wuyan muttered, "Why are you eating in my room?"
The food was clearly delivered to Qin Yi's room, but then moved to his room, which left him puzzled.
Yun Mengyao looked up, "Because the food has a strong smell, and it doesn't disperse quickly after eating."
Jing Wuyan: "..."
It sounded quite reasonable, but wasn't his room susceptible to lingering smells too?
"Brother Qin?"
Qin Yi looked at him.
"What about the meal cost?"
Qin Yi was surprised, "Meal cost?"
Jing Wuyan cautiously said, "For this table, it's two gold coins."
Qin Yi chuckled, "You're suggesting I should give you the two gold coins, right?"
Jing Wuyan eagerly nodded.
Qin Yi was smiling too, "I'll owe it for now."
"When will you repay?"
"When I have money."
Jing Wuyan wanted to ask when he would have money, but ultimately didn't when Qin Yi's gaze became dangerous.
