Mu Tiantian flashed a mischievous smile at Dong Tong.
That smile made Dong Tong pause slightly, sensing something wasn't quite right.
Sure enough, she heard Mu Tiantian ask her with a smile.
"How about joining us for dinner?"
Before she could respond, Mu Tiantian added with a smile.
"After all, we haven't seen each other in two years; it's a rare meeting!"
The implication was clear: it had been a while, let's have dinner, sit and chat, and catch up.
If it were under normal circumstances, she would certainly have said this before Mu Tiantian.
But now, Dong Tong's eyes almost immediately fell on her cousin Bai Chenyao beside Mu Tiantian.
Looking at her cousin's handsome yet cold demeanor, and those indifferent, deep eyes, Dong Tong hesitated.
But rejecting Mu Tiantian like this seemed too inconsiderate.
After all, back when she met Mu Tiantian, her intentions weren't entirely pure.
Because Mu Tiantian was her cousin's woman, so she deliberately got close.
