Cheng Zhiwei remained seated, merely supporting her chin with one hand and smiling faintly, "Oh, is that so? The first thing you did when you came in was to ask about Miss Seo. I thought you were here for her. I was even thinking, 'Great, Miss Seo now has someone to back her up."
Anyone could detect the sarcasm in her voice.
Zhou Lin sighed in resignation, "You're just overthinking it. If you weren't here, why would I come?"
He was cajoling in a low voice.
Seo Zhenzhen's face turned pale as she struggled to say, "Ah Lin, don't get the wrong idea."
If Zhou Lin had been a bachelor, Seo Zhenzhen's words would have carried some weight, but Zhou Lin was a married man. Her words made her sound as if she was someone significant to him.
"Get the wrong idea about what?" Cheng Zhiwei turned her gaze towards Seo Zhenzhen. "What are you to him that you're afraid he'll misunderstand?"
"I..." Seo Zhenzhen bit her lip, about to speak.
