As a wealthy and good-looking second-generation rich kid, An En always had plenty of admirers, some of whom even made outrageous moves. But it was the first time he'd encountered someone like Zhang Meiqin, who called him "little brother An En" while throwing herself into his arms...
An En couldn't help but steal a glance at Zhang Meiqin.
An En blushed, feeling like a complete rogue for having such wicked thoughts about his sister's friend.
"Little brother An En..." Zhang Meiqin smiled at him. "Your sister is so beautiful, and it's dangerous for a girl to take a cab alone when she's drunk. You must safely take me home, little brother An En."
Zhang Meiqin wasn't intentionally flirting with An En; she was just joking. Besides, An En was An Yue's brother, so no matter how desperate she might be, she wouldn't make a move on a friend's brother.
An En: "..."
He thought he might not be able to get Zhang Meiqin home safely.
