"Brother Wen... Is it okay for Sister Song to stay here?" Tang Shu started to cuddle up into Zhang Ziwen's chest, acting sweetly.
Resisting the intoxicating allure of her warmth in his arms, Zhang Ziwen was at a loss, especially with an outsider present. This mischievous girl, he really couldn't bear to push her away. "When did I say there was a problem? There's no problem. It's nice to help out. Isn't that what Brother Wen likes to do?" He added towards Song Lin with a smile, "Stay as long as you like, make yourself at home, and don't be a stranger with us. Forget about calling me 'sir'; it sounds so formal. I wouldn't mind you calling me Brother Wen or even Uncle Wen." Zhang Ziwen couldn't be solemn around the celebrity before him. His casual tone was a reflection of the matter that had happened between them.
