"Today, it seems, someone's charm worked wonders." Song Qian'ai's smile was particularly radiant as her roving eyes finally settled on Meng Xiabing.
The smile on her face deepened even further.
Meng Xiabing felt Song Qian'ai's gaze on her and stayed silent, letting her watch.
She wasn't about to fall for Song Qian'ai's trick. If she had responded at that moment,
it would have been a dead giveaway. She did not wish to be associated with Zhang Lei in any way.
Finding Meng Xiabing unresponsive after a few glances, Song Qian'ai lost interest and changed the subject, "Since someone else is treating us today, shouldn't you all order more? To eat just a little would be failing to show face, wouldn't it?"
"Wow, since when does Miss Song care so much about other people's face?" Wang Xijia mocked without reservation.
