Meng Xin Zhi quickly felt an unusual aura, "Why did Brother suddenly say that?"
"Before, I made such a suggestion because I thought you were still young, not yet understanding what emotions are. You needed some time to really figure out your true feelings."
"And now?"
"Now that I think about it, it's like you said before, it's not that you haven't grown up, it's that I've always treated you like a child."
Meng Xin Zhi searched her memory, "When did I ever say that?"
"When I had your room decorated in a princess style."
"Oh, that... Although I didn't say it out loud at the time, my inner thoughts were not any different from what Brother described."
Zong Guang had always thought that Meng Xin Zhi was still like a little girl, liking everything pink and tender.
But the moment Meng Xin Zhi arrived, she announced her preference for the dark gothic style.
