"You two probably didn't know each other before this, right? Perfect, let me introduce you to each other."
At the dinner table, Pei's father was all smiles.
The little abacus inside his head clacked noisily.
Zhou Ci eyed Wen Mian sidelong, his dark pupils following her every move intently.
The depths of his already dark eyes turned even more somber at this moment.
As if a glance from him could see right through Wen Mian.
"This is Wen Mian, one of our own, and this is Young Master Zhou, Zhou Ci, the most beloved young master of the Zhou Family."
Pei's father's words made Wen Mian feel amused.
Watching him introduce the two to each other, Wen Mian couldn't help but smile, though she still wanted to preserve the other's dignity.
Zhou Ci gave a slight nod, his lips curling into a faint, clearly indifferent arc.
"Hello, Miss Wen, I'm Zhou Ci."
Wen Mian nodded in response, but a strange feeling suddenly surged up within her.
