Zhou Jingwei's eyes lowered, concealing the complex emotions within the depths, his voice casual and indifferent, "It's nothing, just that my girlfriend is too cute. I couldn't help myself."
There was a moment of piercing silence all around.
Yet Zhou Jingwei deliberately acted as if nothing had happened and casually asked, "What were you saying just now? About introducing me to someone's daughter?"
"I was just joking, Young Master Zhou..." The smile on that man's face was stiff, and he fumbled awkwardly, eliciting pity for how ludicrous he appeared. He chose his words carefully, "Then... then, whose family's delicate flower is Young Master Zhou's girlfriend?"
Zhou Jingwei's fingertips slid along the side of his mobile phone, pressing the power button, and the screen went dark.
The tender emotion in his eyes also disappeared, as he slowly lifted his gaze, becoming utterly indifferent.
