"Huh?" Zhang Yan quickly waved her hand, "This... this isn't appropriate... I can just stay at the hotel with my colleagues."
"What's inappropriate about it?"
"I..." She lowered her head, unsure of how to refuse.
"Alright then. I'll reserve a separate room for you with a private bathroom, and we'll stay together."
Wen Ruan smiled, gently ruffling her shoulder-length hair.
Feeling the strong gentleness of the older sister, Zhang Yan was a bit at a loss.
In the end, she could only nod in agreement.
Immediately, Zhang Yan suddenly summoned the courage to say, "Sister, can I, can I ask you a question?"
"Oh? What question? Go ahead." Wen Ruan raised her eyebrow, her tone still warm and full of laughter.
"Emm..." Zhang Yan hesitated for a long time before saying softly, "...never mind, I was just saying."
Wen Ruan pinched her cheek, "Oh, don't say that! You're making me anxious!"
"I... I'd better not say it, it's nothing really..."
