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

Kang Yue said these words jokingly, feeling that her good friend would not be looked down upon by others. Now she felt it was only right to let him charge boldly ahead. After all, she had prepared so thoroughly that if he still didn’t appreciate her efforts, she wouldn’t think highly of Shen Dong’s friend’s taste. They couldn’t even discern what was good or bad, how boring.

But such a scenario was unlikely to happen, so she calmed down. She quickly got everything ready and looking at the time, it was almost about right, but she didn’t know if he had come to pick up her sister. If he hadn’t, her sister would have to go by herself, and that would be such a loss of face.

So she pulled her sister aside and said, "Hey, ask him if he’s coming to pick you up. If not, I’ll arrange another car to take you there. I absolutely can’t let anything tarnish your reputation, how about that? Am I loyal enough?"

"Just stay here and wait, I just checked the time, and it’s almost time," Kang Yue said while looking at the clock, which seemed to be more anxious than the person involved.

Tang Yuchan found this particularly amusing. Indeed, it was often necessary to meddle in others’ affairs to get things moving quickly. Otherwise, even worrying about her own matters tended to be slow. She remembered how at first, she had been so worried about Kang Yue and Shen Dong, consumed with anxiety then.

Busy with everything as if she were the protagonist, in reality, none of this required her involvement; they could handle it themselves. But she couldn’t help but fret. Now, she found herself in the same situation, and Kang Yue was also very concerned about her, busy arranging everything meticulously.

Wasn’t this just like her own past state? Now she could finally understand why some friends could stay together for so long—it was all about deep affection. Seeing what Kang Yue was doing for her, every action was a slam dunk against the men, and she truly loved her dear friend.

Everything was well arranged without needing her exertions; Tang Yuchan felt truly blessed. Silently, she checked the time again. This man hadn’t yet sent her a message—what was he playing at? However, she couldn’t send a message herself; that would seem too forward.

So, it felt better to stay calm and wait for him to text her while leaving the rest aside. Meanwhile, Zhang Tao was also very nervous. Though they hadn’t made anything official, and it was just a simple dinner, the place itself made him anxious. Perhaps the woman was unaware, but he knew.