If she were to sit right next to Si Zhengting, would she be kicked out again?
Zhuang Nainai played with the probability in her head and decided against it.
Her gaze rested on Si Zhengting.
His lanky fingers were wrapped around his glass, and he sipped lightly once in a while. Absentmindedly, he looked at the spread.
Zhuang Nainai wrinkled her brows.
Drinking alcohol now after his gastric episode in the morning?
This man… he doesn't take care of his health at all!
Her doe eyes glimmered. She walked to the bar to pour a glass of warm water. After approaching Si Zhengting, she passed him the glass. "Er… you had gastric pains today, drink some water."
Her voice was soft as silk.
Her expression was as sincere can be.
Any normal man could not bear to reject this sincerity.
No one in the room dared to look in this direction, but their peripheral visions were fixed on the pair.
However…
