Broken Story

When Zhai Jing heard the delivery man's words, he didn't feel offended. Instead, he pursed his lips and chuckled. He admitted generously, 

"Yes, my girlfriend ordered it for me."

The delivery man glanced at Zhai Jing's face and said enviously, 

"Brother, you're so lucky."

If he was so handsome, he wouldn't have to run errands. The delivery man thought that Zhai Jing had managed to get rich because of his good looks, although it was close to the truth to some extent. After all, Le Wan did like Zhai Jing's looks at first.

Zhai Jing didn't know about the delivery man's little method. He held the four bags in one hand and dialed Le Wan's number. 

"I've already received them. You don't have to spend so much money. I'll just eat a little."

"Can this be called spending money? You're my boyfriend, and you want me to order takeout from a cheap hotel for you? If word gets out, where will I put my face?"