Alex smiled. “Since you’re the one treating, I believe you know which place is good and clean.”

Sheila returned the smile. At that moment, the lady boss served them two glasses of soy milk.

“Do you usually drink soy milk, Mr. York?” Sheila asked softly.

The York family was wealthy.

Since Alex was born with a silver spoon and lived a lavish life, he probably did not have soy milk before.

“I do. I drink it often, but I make it myself.”

Alex had never bought soy milk from stores.

He did