Even Qin Zhe and An Ke, upon hearing Song Qiao's words, looked towards Ji Sifan; the former was composed and unflustered, while the latter seemed somewhat surprised as he looked at him.
Ji Sifan certainly caught the reactions of Qin Zhe and An Ke, but he didn't respond immediately. Instead, he poured another cup of tea for Song Qiao and himself, took a sip, then lifted his eyes towards Song Qiao, a slight smile playing on his lips as he spoke teasingly, "Are you asking for my help now?"
Song Qiao was taken aback, not immediately grasping the implication behind Ji Sifan's words. It took her a while to slowly come to the realization.
She narrowed her eyes, her fingers toyed with the teacup she held, her voice carrying a light raspiness without denying the fact, still smiling, "Based on our childhood friendship, you wouldn't be expecting me to do something for you before you'd help me, would you?"
"If possible, I naturally wouldn't miss such a great opportunity."
