“Yes.” Zhang Yuanqi also raised her wrist to check the time. She probably also found out that it was late. Looking sideways, her eyes landed on Zhang Ye’s wallet. Without any propriety, she picked up the wallet on the table and opened it. She then took 500 Yuan out of it.
Zhang Ye said in alarm, “What are you doing?”
“I didn’t bring money. Lend me some,” Zhang Yuanqi said coldly.
Zhang Ye said helplessly, “Forget it. I’ll send you back.”
Zhang Yuanqi acknowledged, “That would do.”
“Man, can you be more polite?” Zhang Ye was at a loss whether to laugh or to cry, “Where is your house? As long as it’s not too far. It’s nearly 9. If it’s the suburbs, I won’t be able to come back after going there.”
Zhang Yuanqi said coldly, “There’s a Jinyuan hotel at Ma Jia Bao. You can send me there.”
“Why are you going to a hotel?” Zhang Ye asked curiously.