Chapter 147 — The Long-Awaited...
Years of Heartflutter · Page 429 of 501
"He ordered them? He ordered all this?" Zhu Youhua was stunned, and for a moment did not know what to say. He had indeed said that Yang Ce's table would be settled together with his own, but the problem now was that this was simply outrageous—over two hundred thousand for one meal. Even with Zhu Youhua's money, he could not bear it. This one meal had devoured a sedan car.
Zhu Youhua's company cleared barely more than a million a year in profit. It was not that he could not afford to pay—it was that he was unwilling. His mind turned it over briefly, and his face darkened. "Since they ordered all this, why didn't you tell me before? I have the right not to pay."
"Sir, that's not fair of you to say. I was going to tell you, but you said, 'Do I even need to look? My credit card's already in your hands—what are you afraid of?'" The waiter mimicked Zhu Youhua's tone.
Zhu Youhua was dumbstruck. Then it came back to him at once—he really had said something like that. Did that mean he was stuck swallowing this bitter pill? No. He was not willing.
Showing off was one thing, but you could not bankrupt yourself just to show off. Zhu Youhua hesitated, then walked over to Yang Ce's table.
"Why are you back again?" Yang Ce was feigning ignorance—he had seen clearly enough what had happened at the bar.
"What's the meaning of these dishes you ordered?" Without another word, Zhu Youhua slapped the menu down in front of Yang Juehuan. "You did this on purpose, didn't you? Take me for a fool?"
"You said it yourself—I could order whatever I wanted." Yang Ce shrugged and smiled.
"Yes, whatever you wanted." Zhu Youhua gave a cold laugh. "Fine then. You pay for it yourself."
"Oh. That works too." Yang Xu waved a hand airily. "You done? If you're done, off you go. And don't come strutting in front of me again. With that petty little mind of yours, you still want to pursue Lele? Honestly, it's laughable."
Zhu Youhua had meant to watch Yang Ce make a fool of himself. In his view, Yang Yongjin might not be able to cover such a sum, and once Yang Ce ran out of money, Huang Yan would beg him to settle the bill. He had never imagined Yang Ce would actually say "that works too."
This completely upset Zhu Youhua's plan. He froze for a moment before saying, "You're sure?"
"Once you're sure you'll never show your face in front of Huang Yan again, then I'm sure," Yang Yanzhou said.
That one sentence put Zhu Youhua in a corner. Give up pursuing Huang Yan? That was out of the question. From what Yang Cenbin meant, if you don't pay the bill, then don't even think about pursuing Huang Yan again. To be continued.
862. A Failed Show of Swagger
So Zhu Youhua subconsciously concluded that Yang Ce could not afford the bill, but out of pride dared not admit it, and was therefore using words to corner him and make him step forward and pay.
Having thought it through, Zhu Youhua calmed down somewhat. The more he dwelled on it, the more certain he became that this was how things stood, and so he resolved to hold out to the very end and watch Yang Ce's helplessness.
Once his conclusion was settled, Zhu Youhua no longer cared about other people's looks. He said to the waiter with perfect composure, "Don't settle the bill yet. In a moment this gentleman here will say he's paying it himself."
The waiter could not care less who paid, so long as the money came in at the end of the day.
Dish after dish arrived, and Yang Ce and Huang Yan ate with great relish while Zhu Youhua watched from the side. In his heart, though, he was bleeding—every bite that went down was his money.
By now he was quite certain that Yang Yanzhou's words were mere bluster, and that in the end he would still have to pay. The price was simply too steep.
Yang Ce and Huang Yan naturally paid Zhu Youhua no mind. He could do as he pleased; it had nothing to do with them.