Rong Yan gave him a look that screamed 'are you kidding me,' "You said you wanted a cup, how expensive could it possibly be. At most, I'll pull out five hundred for you to choose from."
She knew that Li Shengxiao wouldn't buy just any ordinary glass cup from the supermarket, but even a branded glass cup, in her mind, would only be a little over a hundred.
She said five hundred just to prevent being embarrassed, intentionally quoting a bit higher.
Otherwise, she even thought about saying she'd throw out a hundred for him to pick!
Li Shengxiao's dark eyes glanced at her and then looked away, "Let's talk about it when we get there."
Rong Yan's curiosity was piqued, and she was about to ask more questions when the distinguished man pointed to the hot and sour rice noodles in front of her, "If you don't eat now, it'll get cold."
Rong Yan had no choice but to hold back and pamper her steaming hot and sour rice noodles.