Little Youyou clutched Lu Wanwan's sleeve, "Mommy, look how pitiful they are!"
"..." Can this get any more absurd?
"Miss Lu, I'm serious," the waiter pleaded, "That gentleman insisted you must take it. I may not have young children, but I do have the elderly to care for at home. Miss Lu, it's no trouble for you to accept it, and if you really don't want it... could you personally return it to that gentleman, please?"
Return it to him in person, and see him one more time?
But remembering what that person had said just before leaving, she feared she couldn't avoid it.
She still had his clothes at home, which she had already sent to the dry cleaners. Next time, she would bring them all and return everything in one go.
"Yes, Mommy, didn't you say we should help out if it's within our means?" Little Momo chimed in, eyes pleading for the sake of Transformers!
Lu Wanwan took it with a dark face, "Anyway, I will still pay next time!"
