Chapter 536 Eight Hundred a Pop

• “Man, nothing beats free booze and food. This is freaking awesome… hic—”
• On the street, Zachary lugged a bottle of top-shelf red, rubbing his round belly, wearing pure bliss.
• Yulian shot him a speechless look. Ever since Quincy swaggered and declared he’d pick up the tab, Yulian hadn’t held back—he raided the whole menu with Zachary, ate and drank like kings, then sent the extra food to a local welfare center. Under the grateful gazes of those seniors and kids, their hearts felt light and content.