Unexpectedly, when this topic came up, Miss Ai Lun, who strutted everywhere calling herself "Boss Ai," suddenly lit up.
"Hey, Zhan sweetheart, can I ask you something?!"
"Hm?! Shoot." Zhan Se, who was deeply immersed in drinking her coffee, sensed an unusual tone in her voice, lifted her head, and gazed at her with a secretive expression, smiling, "Wow, even Boss Ai can act coy? That sure doesn't sound like you."
Sniffing slightly, Ai Lun's fingers awkwardly touched her hair, her face flushed unnaturally.
"That... um... what I mean to say is..."
"..." Zhan Se gave her a sidelong glance without saying a word, hooked her lips into a smile, "What's the matter, got a stutter?"
