Could it be that he needs chopsticks when eating Western food? But then again, it's not surprising that someone from a small place like this hasn't seen much of the world. "I think the steak here looks good. How about we order that?" Qiao Shiyue said. "Sure, let's go with Western food then. But as a man, how could I let a girl treat me to a meal? Don't hold back—order whatever you want," Tang Yu said generously. Qiao Shiyue suddenly felt that suggesting Western food had been a mistake. Since she wasn't paying anyway, why insist on Western food? How much could a steak cost? A few random Chinese dishes would easily be worth more than a steak. She felt a pang of regret. After hearing Tang Yu's words, the waiter turned to serve Qiao Shiyue and enthusiastically introduced, "Our restaurant offers a fusion of Chinese and Western cuisine. You can order Western dishes and still add Chinese ones." "Wouldn't that be a bit much?" Qiao Shiyue looked at Tang Yu. Tang Yu said, "Just order whatever you want." Qiao Shiyue's vanity was satisfied, and she ordered the four most expensive dishes. Tang Yu glanced at the menu and said generously, "Bring us one of every signature dish you have." "Sir, that might be too much food. You won't be able to finish it," the waiter immediately advised. "If I can't finish it, I'll take it to go." The waiter said no more, but Qiao Shiyue's inner mockery was already at its peak. Taking leftovers home? What a hick. What respectable person takes food home from a restaurant? So tacky. Eating with someone like this made her feel like her own standards were being dragged down. Just as she was feeling a bit annoyed, she heard Tang Yu say, "And bring me two bottles of Black Horse 1840." Qiao Shiyue's eyes lit up. Black Horse 1840, 130,000 a bottle—two bottles would be 260,000. Add the table full of dishes, which cost at least 30,000, and this meal would come to nearly 300,000. She had to admit, Tang Yu was really generous. Back when she went out with Sheng Mingyang, spending 10,000 on a meal was already a lot. She never understood why the Sheng family, with all their money, had to be so stingy. Even her fiancé only spent five or six thousand on a meal when treating her. None of them were as generous as Tang Yu. Thinking about how generous Tang Yu was, and how Shen Yunyun had taken advantage of him before, it felt like her own benefits were being stolen. She was in a bad mood. But soon, Tang Yu would become one of the fish in her pond, and Shen Yunyun would be out of the picture. Just imagining Shen Yunyun losing her mind when she realized her support had been poached made Qiao Shiyue eager. She sweetened her voice and said, "Thank you for last time. I misunderstood you before, and I sincerely apologize." Tang Yu pursed his lips and teased with a smile, "What, you don't think I'm a pervert anymore?" Qiao Shiyue shook her head, looking a bit adorably dazed, but spoke with serious sincerity. "Now I think you're a really good person. I was being petty and judging you unfairly." As she spoke, a shy expression crept onto her face. Her cheeks flushed, and her eyes carried a hint of bashful allure—everything was just right. Any more would seem forced, any less wouldn't be as captivating. Tang Yu silently cursed under his breath. If it weren't for the old lady, he'd definitely be fooled by this woman in front of him. These women seemed like they'd been professionally trained, knowing exactly what men liked and becoming that. Damn it.