"My name is Ye Wanling!" The woman with short hair, upon hearing this, put down her glass as well, her gaze fixed on Yang Xiao with a hint of a smile gracing her face, enigmatic in its presence.
"So, it's Miss Ye," Yang Xiao began with a slight upward curve to his lips. "Miss Ye, you mustn't be an ordinary person!" he said, staring at Ye Wanling with a forthright attitude.
Ye Wanling, upon hearing this, merely pursed her lips noncommittally and did not answer Yang Xiao's question.
She picked up a bottle of beer from the table, first pouring a glass for Yang Xiao, then casually for herself.
Afterward, she raised her glass and gently clinked it against Yang Xiao's.
Seeing this, Yang Xiao also picked up his glass, their glasses touching lightly in a toast.
Both of them emptied their glasses in one go. Ye Wanling then picked up the bottle again to pour another round for herself and Yang Xiao.
