"That's possible too." Li Shaobin winked. "Perhaps she had her eyes on me. I am, after all, a man of striking appearance."
"Sure. I'll ask Ruan Yang when she comes over later whether she had her eyes set on you," Zhan Mingwei said with his hands extended.
"Aiya, I was just joking." After Li Shaobin finished saying that, he suddenly saw the two coming in from the door from the corner of his eyes and was a little dumbfounded. "F*ck, what did Old Song do? It's just been a while, but they're already holding hands."
Zhan Mingwei looked over too. Changqing was led in by Song Chuyi like a little wife. While Song Chuyi still had his aloof look, there was still an inconspicuous smile of success hanging by the corners of his mouth.
He stroked his chin. Old Song really had his ways.
"Tell me honestly. What did you guys do just now?" Li Shaobin probed with a grin.