"What are you talking about?" Xiao Lang knew in his heart, but pretended not to.
Wen Ning looked out at the sea, too shy to meet his gaze.
Her hands were nervously clasped together, and after a while, she summoned the courage to speak.
"We've known each other for a while, what do you think of me?"
Xiao Lang refrained from blurting out any brainless comments like, "You're nice, you're pretty, you're a good girl."
"Which aspects are you referring to?"
"Uh..."
Wen Ning was taken aback by his question, but she had already spoken, and there was no reason to give up halfway.
"I mean... me as a whole."
"Miss Wen is excellent in various aspects, but as for other things, I don't really know."
"You think I'm good, right?" Wen Ning tilted her head, her eyes shining as she looked at him.
Xiao Lang's expression remained calm: "Miss Wen comes from a good family, has a good education, and is capable, so naturally you're a good person."
