Shang Hexing's intention all along was just to date Wen Zhi modestly before making a high-profile announcement of their marriage.
Today was an exception.
It was all because he couldn't tolerate others bullying Wen Zhi, and he didn't want to handle it privately to prevent some short-sighted person from bullying her again in his absence.
Wen Zhi felt grateful and whispered to Shang Hexing, "Thank you."
Shang Hexing pushed the wine glass on the table a little further in and turned to look at her, "Doesn't sound very sincere."
Wen Zhi's tone was especially firm, "Of course, it's sincere."
Shang Hexing suddenly said, "Then show it when we get home."
Wen Zhi didn't catch on right away, "Show what?"
Shang Hexing, with his long legs crossed and sitting in a relaxed posture, curled up a casual smile on his lips, "Show your sincerity."
Wen Zhi instantly understood his implication and mouthed at him, "Hooligan."
