I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!

"No, Mr. Zhang, am I not just here making ordinary conversation with you all? I am accompanying you, right? Plus, you haven’t spoken up, I thought maybe you preferred listening over talking, so I didn’t initiate conversation with you. If you’d like to talk, I can surely spend more time chatting with you."

"I’m not particularly eloquent and don’t really know how to phrase things beautifully. If I say something later that irritates you, I hope you’ll forgive me, Mr. Zhang. I’m just a fragile woman, not someone who constantly manipulates others."

Lin Qi spoke these words softly and helplessly, which took Zhang Xu aback. He wasn’t used to this kind of talk. He couldn’t understand why she spoke this way. If she was here to keep him company, she should be persuading him properly right now.

Perhaps she was trying to use subtle tricks to capture his attention, but she had not used any tricks from the beginning until now. Was he not worthy enough? Zhang Xu was not quite satisfied internally, and he also found it difficult to respond to her words.

"Not at all. Your presence here is the best comfort I could ask for." Zhang Xu, not knowing what else to say, finally stuttered this out. It had been a long time since he faced someone like this—a tough nut to crack, someone clueless about what to say except the bare minimum.

Lin Qi found this man rather strange, but remembering the significant amount of money he had invested in her, she now considered herself somewhat wealthy and decided to tolerate him. Strange as he was, his money was substantial, and she was not opposed to enduring this flaw.

After all, it wasn’t a huge flaw, just a bit of oddity in his speech. What was wrong with bearing it a little? As someone willingly here for the money, she pretended to please him by pouring a glass of wine and placing it next to him, saying, "This glass is to Mr. Zhang Zongning, hoping your ventures flourish."

Zhang Xu was initially somewhat discontent, but seeing her paying him respect again, he slightly curled his lips; he knew she was just feigning indifference and trying to attract his attention with such small maneuvers. Indeed, she was more successful and savvy than the other women before her. She had now truly captured his attention.

Not wanting to lose her to others, he decided to compete for her attention by picking up the glass and drinking it. The wine was indeed delicious,

exactly as he had imagined. Then he smiled and said, "Your poured wine tastes great. So, accompany me in drinking tonight. Let’s drink to our heart’s content. Today, we become friends."