After speaking, Jiang Li stepped forward and said, "I'll treat this meal as a way to thank everyone for helping me these past few days."
Chang Song chimed in, "It's clearly Miss Jiang who has helped us more recently, yet she's treating us to a meal. That's too generous."
"Let me treat." Wen Jiaojiao, enlightened by Jiang Li's gesture, eagerly held her back and said warmly.
Jiang Li glanced at her, "Why are you treating?"
"To..." Wen Jiaojiao racked her brains for the right words, "Isn't it just to make more friends and create more opportunities?"
With that, she took a step forward and affectionately held Daoist Shuiyun's arm.
"Daoist Shuiyun, is there anything you particularly like to eat? My family owns quite a number of restaurants in the Capital with all sorts of cuisines."
Though she was asking Shuiyun, her eyes kept darting toward Changqing.
It was hard not to notice.
Shuiyun glanced at the two of them, a meaningful look flashing in his eyes.
