After Wu Min finished speaking, Zhang Ziwen was dumbstruck. Her intentions were as clear as day, her tone blatantly indicative of wanting to help him, or at least dig up some useful leads. Having her assistance would be more than great. He had made quite a bit of progress this evening. However, he became doubtful. He realized that he really did not understand women well. Women were his blind spot; a giant one at that.
"Stop making that face, will you? Don't trust me? Humph, I already trust you, how could you still doubt me like this?" Wu Min's pouting almost caused Zhang Ziwen to be short-circuited. He could only nod in agreement, his heart filled with joy and mess. How could he not trust her? He even had to believe it when she 'sold' herself …
