Seo Zhenzhen placed her hands on the blanket over her knees, looking up at Zhou Lin with a gentle smile, touched with a hint of shyness, "I came to attend a friend's wedding. Ah Lin found out and, worried about me being here alone, stayed by my side these past few days."
As she spoke, she paused, then sighed and turned towards Cheng Zhiwei, "Zhiwei, I'm sorry for monopolizing Ah Lin lately, but with Brother Qiancheng by your side, I was reassured."
It was just a few sentences, yet it was both a boast and a provocation.
Not just Cheng Zhiwei, even Guo Cuihua could tell, her gaze at Seo Zhenzhen filled with subtle meaning, feeling that this girl seemed vastly different from the obedient child she remembered.
She looked at Cheng Zhiwei with some concern.
Cheng Zhiwei, however, was composed, as if she hadn't caught the insinuation in Seo Zhenzhen's words, and simply responded, "That's what he should be doing."
Zhou Lin's expression darkened slightly.
