"Happy New Year," Shen Wenzhou looked down at Ji Muran. His voice wasn't as loud as Ji Muran's, but she still heard him.
Ji Muran smiled at Shen Wenzhou, then shifted her gaze away.
At this moment, Ji Muran faintly heard the man beside her calling, "Ji Muran."
Ji Muran instinctively turned around. She wasn't sure if she had misheard, but when she saw him fixing his burning gaze on her, she knew she had not.
Ji Muran didn't know why he was calling her. She asked dazedly, "What's up?"
Shen Wenzhou said, "Ji Muran, let's date."
His voice was still soft, especially in such a noisy setting, but he was sure Ji Muran heard him. Even the strangers standing next to him heard it.
The word "date" made the onlookers turn their gossipy gazes toward them.
Ji Muran continued to stare at Shen Wenzhou, once again doubting her hearing. Did she have an auditory hallucination?
Shen Wenzhou continued, "The serious kind of dating."
