"Then don't lend it." Meng Yanzhi said directly, entirely different from Wen Yun's hesitation.
Wen Yun looked at him, feeling inexplicably warm inside.
"She has quite a sharp tongue, very persuasive." Wen Yun gently reminded, almost insinuating that Wen Jiao was someone who would go to great lengths to achieve her goals.
"We'll see when she can meet me."
Meng Yanzhi said indifferently.
After a while, Wen Yun finally reacted, bursting into laughter. She thought of Wen Jiao, full of ideas but unable to see the main person. Even if she had the skill to ascend to heaven, she couldn't put it to use.
"You look pretty when you smile."
Meng Yanzhi blurted out as he watched her smile.
The smile on Wen Yun's face suddenly froze.
Meng Yanzhi also realized belatedly, cleared his throat, and changed the subject: "By the way, I have to go on a business trip for some time starting tomorrow. You're on leave this time; I probably can't go back to see Grandpa, so could you..."
