"So, with what status do you plan to have our Zhizhi accompany you to Elder Tan's birthday banquet?"
Before Wen Zhi could express her opinion, Meng Fan posed a soul-searching question to Liang Yin.
Liang Yin looked at Wen Zhi, carefully considering as he asked for her thoughts, "How about going as my friend? What do you think?"
Wen Zhi pressed her lips together in silence.
Surprise flashed across Meng Fan's face beside her.
Having known him for many years, Meng Fan believed she understood Liang Yin well—a man of strong masculine pride, never before had she seen him show such attentive care for anyone, and now he was considering Wen Zhi's wishes without prompt.
Pretty rare indeed.
"Wen Zhi, if you don't want to go..." Seeing that Wen Zhi hadn't made her stance clear, Liang Yin thought she was pondering how to refuse him, so he intended to change his mind.
But before he could finish changing his mind, Wen Zhi suddenly said to him, "It's fine."
