Zhang Wei elaborated with a slight teasing smirk, "I would go, only if you show me some good yachts."
Pftt...
A moment of silence lingered between them before Bai Wenling's laughter broke through, light and small.
She extended her hand for a fist bump, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Deal!" she proclaimed.
"Well, how far is your place?" Zhang Wei queried as they picked up the pace of their jog.
"Not too far, but are you sure you wouldn't like to swing by and grab some... clothes?" Bai Wenling asked, her eyes awkwardly scanning his bare chest, her smile tinged with a hint of embarrassment.
Zhang Wei shrugged with an air of indifference, "The clothes I prefer? You can't find them around here."
"Oh?" Bai Wenling's interest was clearly piqued by his boast. "And what brand might that be?" she asked, her tone laced with curiosity and a hint of challenge.
Zhang Wei responded plainly, "Custom-made, tailored specifically for me."
