After discussing the new company with Sister Mei, Wang Yu glanced over the remaining people in the living room. When his gaze drifted to Ina, a brief smile, accompanied by a bit of guilt, appeared unintentionally at the corner of his mouth.
Since dinner, he hadn't spoken a word to the girl, having left her out in the cold. He guessed she must be unhappy by now; otherwise, why would she be pouting so heavily, looking like she could hang an oil bottle from her lips?
"Ina, come, sit next to me," Wang Yu said softly, overflowing with affection.
As Wang Yu had thought, Ina was indeed feeling upset at the moment, angry that Wang Yu had neglected her. However, upon hearing Wang Yu's call, her face immediately lit up with joy, and she happily walked over to sit next to him.
