"Huiyin, thank you. If there's a day that Aina remembered something, you tell her that she should do what she liked. As for these beautiful memories, I will give her my blessings." Wang Zheng smiled, "After listening to your private concert, I can go back and brag about it."
Looking at Wang Zheng's smile, Lin Huiyin was also at a loss for words. What Wang Zheng said to her, Aina had also said the same thing, and she had no idea how to pass on the message to him.
Watching the quiet Lin Huiyin, Wang Zheng also stroked her blonde hair fondly. "Huiyin, from today onwards, that guy called Wang Zheng is just a passerby. You have to become a great Aslan princess."
Saying that, Wang Zheng called Zhang Shan over, "Wimpy Shan, let's go, I'll treat you to supper."
"Tsk, you pig head! I've not been a wimp for many years!" Zhang Shan hollered.