"Boom!" Tong Xue's vision went dark, and she almost lost her balance.
She hastily grabbed the back of the chair for support to prevent herself from falling in front of everyone and embarrassing herself.
But it was a done deal; all she could do was wave her hand weakly, "Okay, go ahead."
"Tong Xue really is the epitome of a 'bai fu mei,' splurging on a meal for us without even batting an eyelid," her classmates praised her profusely, not knowing her heart was bleeding.
"The meal costs at least half a million, plus service fees, 550,000. Haha, a single birthday banquet has wiped out half a year's salary and bonus. I'm such a genius!"
Tong Xue cursed herself inwardly, feeling even more resentful towards the instigators Wu Liang and Jiang Lin. She glared at them fiercely but had to accept her loss.
"Forget it, the money's already spent. As long as I can get Kaipin drunk tonight, and then take the opportunity to take him home, then, with uncooked rice cooked into cooked rice..."