Lin Lin finally sat on the bed and allowed Weiwei to help tidy up her clothes. Lin Lin had given up on arguing with Weiwei on the matter.
"Miss," Weiwei called to Lin Lin.
Lin Lin immediately turned her head and smiled faintly, "What's wrong?"
Weiwei stared at Lin Lin for a moment before finally turning her attention back to tidying up Lin Lin's clothes.
"Miss, hmm, that." Weiwei seemed to be quite hesitant to say what she wanted to say. So Weiwei continued to speak incoherently.
Even that made Lin Lin dizzy. But since Weiwei seemed quite doubtful about it, Lin Lin no longer said anything. She chose to remain silent and didn't ask.
After all, if Weiwei wants to ask something, then Lin Lin will answer it. If Weiwei doesn't ask something, then there is nothing to answer, right? It was as simple as Lin Lin's thoughts.
