Zhao Xiaotang looked anxiously at Zhang Yang after she finished speaking.
She couldn't be sure if Zhang Yang would agree. If it were any other man, he'd probably be excited beyond belief.
That confidence, Zhao Xiaotang had it, but when facing Zhang Yang, her confidence completely extinguished.
There was nothing she could do; the women around Zhang Yang were all too outstanding.
Zhao Xiaotang didn't even know what she'd do if Zhang Yang refused.
At the same time, Zhang Yang was thinking, what would Zhao Xiaotang do if he refused?
This question indeed needed to be explored, but truthfully, Zhang Yang couldn't bring himself to say no right now.
He wasn't sure why, maybe he was genuinely attracted by Zhao Xiaotang's physique and appearance; he didn't dislike Zhao Xiaotang.
He even felt a sense of love at first sight, although he had always avoided trouble before, so he never revealed it.
