Shi Yang glanced calmly at Dong Wenjie, who was standing aside, and with a voice only the two of them could hear, smiled and said, "Seems like I came at the wrong time, huh?"
Zhao Meimei immediately felt awkward, wanting to explain but fearing unnecessary misunderstandings, so she could only murmur, "Bro."
Behind her, Dong Wenjie came over to greet Shi Yang politely, "Hello, I'm Dong Wenjie."
Dong Wenjie was tall and lean, with thick eyebrows and bright eyes—he looked quite good. Shi Yang sized him up, pursed his lips, then flashed a friendly smile and said, "Hello."
Shi Yang didn't introduce himself, and Dong Wenjie self-consciously continued the conversation, "You're Meimei's brother, right? We spoke last time at the BBQ place."
Shi Yang raised his eyebrows, "Mm, you could call it that."
Dong Wenjie didn't catch the implication in Shi Yang's words and naively tried to get closer, "Just call me little Dong—it's what everyone else calls me."
