Now, her name, Meng Ziqi, was inextricably linked with Jin Chenye.
No matter how painstakingly she arranged things, Jin Chenye, seemingly oblivious to her feelings, showed no response.
Meng Ziqi was swiftly losing patience.
As soon as she received a call from Jin Lan inviting her over for dinner, she didn't dare to delay a moment and hurried over immediately.
Jin Chenye was an extraordinarily filial man, particularly as he lived a life dependent on his mother from an early age, he almost always acceded to Jin Lan's requests.
If he showed no interest in her, then shifting her attempts to Jin Lan was the best option.
...
"Knock knock —"
"Xuan, are you there? I'm coming in." As Qin Youxuan exited the bathroom, towel-drying her hair, Meng Ziqi's voice resounded from outside the door.
Before she could react, Meng Ziqi had already pushed the door open and entered.
