Ding Meixin burst into laughter, pulling Wei Lin's little hand and giving it a squeeze, teasing her gleefully.
"You too, knowing full well that Director Xu is just joking with you, why react so strongly?"
"Look at those cheeks of yours, all flushed—like a ripe apple."
"Your reaction is so intense, anyone who doesn't know better would think you two really hooked up."
"Or is it that you two actually have a thing going on?"
Ding Meixin said that offhandedly, which made Wei Lin even more flustered, vehemently denying it. But Ding Meixin was relentless. Finally, with a defiant attitude, she said, "What if I did have something going on with your dear Director Xu?"
Ding Meixin said, "That would be great, we could go from best girlfriends to family. You could just break up with Zhao Long and get together with Director Xu. He's got to be ten times better than Zhao Long, at the very least."
