"Just tell me about your interests, hobbies, and dietary habits. Once I remember them, our future interactions won't make you feel awkward, and my arrangements will prioritize your preferences."
For Wen Mian, Zhou Ci was too enthusiastic.
Everything he wanted to know was outside the range of Wen Mian's willingness to respond.
Yet Zhou Ci's face was all smiles, and his considerate demeanor made Wen Mian feel flattered yet overwhelmed.
But...
Wen Mian just didn't like such people.
"I don't have any particular interests or hobbies, nor do I have any stringent habits. I am just like any normal person; you don't need to worry too much about me," Wen Mian said.
After speaking, Wen Mian stood up with clearly intending to leave.
But Zhou Ci also stood up and subconsciously grabbed Wen Mian's wrist.
In an instant, their eyes met, and the awkward atmosphere in the space gradually turned ambiguous.
