Ming Jing raised her eyebrows, looking at the refined and dignified middle-aged man in front of her: "For today's incident, I owe you all a favor. Why don't I treat you two gentlemen to dinner as a token of my gratitude?"
Upon hearing this, Jiao Mei's eyebrows furrowed.
What a bold statement from the girl. Who did she think she was, inviting Mr. Shen to dinner? Perhaps even her own father didn't have that level of prestige.
To her surprise, Mr. Shen agreed cheerfully, "It would be an honor."
Jiao Mei stared in shock, her eyes wide.
Ming Jing said, "Today is inconvenient, as my sister has been startled. I need to take her home to comfort her. I'll prepare for the banquet another day, and you'll be warmly welcomed."
She wanted Mr. Shen to wait for her? Jiao Mei didn't know what to say.
"Alright, let's exchange WeChat contacts. Just let me know when you're ready, and I'll do the same." Shen Zhou took out his phone, opened WeChat, and prepared to scan a QR code.
