Zhao Youlin coughed lightly and turned to look at Mu Tingfeng. "What do you think?"
Mu Tingfeng stuffed a grape into Zhao Youlin's mouth and said indifferently, "This weekend, I'll invite her out and the two of you can meet. What do you think?"
Luo Weibing was stunned. He had never thought that things would go so smoothly. His eyes immediately lit up, and he nodded repeatedly. "Okay, of course. Brother-in-law, you're practically the savior of the world!"
"Okay, don't be silly. This weekend, remember not to be late. You will give a bad impression."
"Yes, yes! I know, I know. I will definitely not be late. Then I will go home first to prepare." Luo Weibing couldn't wait to go home and dress up properly so that he could meet his blind date on the weekend in his best form.
Zhao Youlin looked at Luo Weibing's cheerful steps and suddenly felt a little sympathetic towards him.
"I say..." Zhao Youlin leaned to the side and fell on Mu Tingfeng's thigh.
