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... pay."

I breathed a sigh of relief. My thick skin had saved me from an awkward situation. I thought for a moment and then said to Li Xiaoyun, "Don't go home and tell your parents that I couldn't afford to treat you to a meal. If this gets to my parents, it won't look good!"

"Don't worry, I won't say anything. It's just like treating a friend to a meal!" Li Xiaoyun replied cheerfully.

I gave Li Xiaoyun a thumbs up and said, "You're very understanding, I appreciate that."

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