Tan Jinqi was silent a moment.
No matter how he interpreted this sentence, he felt that it was odd.
It was as if Tan Mo and Wei Zhiqian were a family.
"Since I will be picking you up, then you don't have to trouble him to go over," Tan Jinqi said. "Otherwise, Wei Zhiqian would make a wasted trip."
"Uh..." Tan Mo thought for a moment and said, "I will ask him about it."
Tan Jinqi was speechless.
Were his words as the eldest brother no longer useful?
Did she have to ask Wei Zhiqian his opinion about this?
How was it Wei Zhiqian's business for Tan Mo to go eat dinner at her own home?
Tan Jinqi was depressed.
After she hung up the call, Tan Mo called Wei Zhiqian.
"You are right." Wei Zhiqian was comforted to hear that now, even if she faced Tan Jinqi, her heart was biased toward him. His heart felt full and was very satisfied.
