Han Jiaojiao showed a puzzled expression, feeling very curious, not understanding what Anke Wei really wanted to do.
The three girls walked out of the room and saw a crowd gathered at Yan Xiao's door; they glanced at each other and curiously moved closer.
As they approached, they heard Yan Xiao exclaim from inside—
"Wow, wow, wow, looks like my hand has become more flexible?!"
"Yan bro! Is your hand really all better now? Xiaowei is amazing!"
"Yan bro, talk to Han bro. Let's keep Xiaowei, shall we?"
"… Yeah, with Xiaowei around, what would we have to fear on missions?"
"Zhang Lei! You say 'let's keep her,' but you haven't even asked Xiaowei yet!"
"Xiaowei, from now on, follow me! Enjoy the good life, isn't it better than staying here? Hahaha!"
"Little rascal, look how cocky you are!"
Although everyone's tone leaned towards jesting, there were one or two people who seemed genuinely eager to keep Anke Wei.
