Chapter 77

Kourtney was so happy that I couldn't bring myself to ruin her excitement. So, I smiled and agreed. At first, I thought that Kourtney would treat me to a meal at some dirty and cheap restaurant she had eaten at before. To my surprise, she had actually reserved a table at the restaurant I frequented. This restaurant had an average cost of one to two thousand dollars per person. That might not mean much to me, but for Kourtney, that was half of her monthly salary. Spending that much on one meal felt unnecessarily extravagant. "I don't think this restaurant is suitable." Kourtney didn't even let me drive today. Instead, she got a cab for us. I hesitated when I saw the signboard of the restaurant, but Kourtney shook her head and patted her shoulder bag. "I have money!" I couldn't help but chuckle. I suddenly remembered how I had treated Casey to countless meals in the past, yet not once had she ever treated me in return. Even if I wanted to take her out, I had to send her gifts or tra