Zhou Sicheng frowned, "There's no need for you to be upset with me for so many days."
Indeed, there was no need.
She had even admitted it while drinking last night.
Wen Jing still stubbornly insisted, "I haven't."
Zhou Sicheng directly stuffed the bag into Wen Jing's hands, and Wen Jing 'reluctantly' accepted it.
The fondness and eagerness to eat in her eyes were impossible to hide.
Zhou Sicheng saw it and smiled.
Such a foodie, and so adorably foolish.
It's so easy to please her with a little food, so easy to coax.
Wen Jing looked down and peeked into the box, and Zhou Sicheng, seeing through it but not calling it out, added, "I'll take you to dinner tonight."
Wen Jing declined without hesitation, "Sorry, I have a boyfriend now. I'm meeting my boyfriend tonight."
A barely perceptible shadow of disappointment crossed Zhou Sicheng's eyes, and he felt waves of it inside, which he was aware of.
He nodded, nonchalantly saying, "Oh, then never mind, another time."
