Wen Jing automatically ignored Zu He's teasing tone and took it as a compliment about her youth.
Her annoyance subsided slightly, "Tch!"
She went to the reception area, threw herself onto the leather sofa, pulled out a makeup mirror to look at her face, and gently poked her cheeks with her fingers.
Hmm, smooth and bouncy.
She really was still a girl.
After sitting for a while, Yan Zao came back.
Just like always, as soon as Wen Jing saw Yan Zao, she immediately got up and ran towards her, "Zaozao."
She hugged Yan Zao's neck, "I've missed you so much."
Yan Zao was used to this familiar line.
She rolled her eyes, overwhelmed, "Can you not be so dramatic?"
Then she pushed Wen Jing away.
Wen Jing frowned, "I wasn't being dramatic."
Yan Zao indifferently said, "Let's go upstairs first."
Shao Ran and Zu He were still sitting on the sofa.
Yan Zao didn't recognize Shao Ran, glanced at him, but didn't bother to ask who he was.
