Ning Zihan had no feelings towards Su Mo and Su Xing. He just stood there, glancing over at An Baobei who was still sitting on the sofa, and casually asked, "Did you see the text I sent inviting you to dinner?"
"I saw it!" An Baobei replied grumpily. If she wasn't worried that he'd pick on her younger siblings again, she wouldn't have answered at all.
"Then when will you have dinner with me?"
"Not having dinner!"
"Then when can I call you?"
"Not answering!"
With that, Ning Zihan picked up the cup from the table and turned to leave.
An Baobei was momentarily stunned, glared at Ning Zihan, and then continued to play with her younger brother and sister.
Ning Zihan not only poured himself a glass of water but also poured one for An Baobei. As he passed through the living room, he didn't say a word; he merely placed the glass of water in front of An Baobei before heading upstairs.
