Zhang Xiaomeng swallowed hard, his gaze aggressively fixed on Zhang Lan.
"What are you going to do?"
Feeling the heat of the man's stare, Zhang Lan became inexplicably flustered.
"Sister-in-law, instead of donating my essence to strangers, it would be better given to you."
Zhang Xiaomeng said in a low voice.
In an instant, Zhang Lan felt a slight shiver in her body, almost yielding to an urge to try things out with Zhang Xiaomeng.
But she quickly regained her composure.
"Dr. Zhang, I'm a married woman, and you and Zhao Jianguo are considered friends. How could you do this to a friend?"
"Sister-in-law, don't take it so seriously, I was just joking."
Zhang Xiaomeng chuckled lightly, steering the solemn topic away.
In the minutes that followed, Zhang Xiaomeng refrained from mentioning any of the flirtatious matters, but Zhang Lan couldn't help regretting whether she had been too quick to refuse.
