Winnie maintained her composure, smiling calmly as she looked at Van, waiting for his response.
Van's expression gave nothing away as he replied evenly, "How did you know I went on a blind date?"
Wendy seized the opportunity to step in and confess with a playful tone, "It's my fault, Mr. Marlowe. Your blind date was someone I've worked with before during an event. She took a picture."
After speaking, she flashed him a discreet "OK" gesture, her face brimming with mischief and triumph.
Van nodded slightly, his lips curving faintly. "Blind dates are about mutual choices. It doesn't matter if I like someone; it has to go both ways."
"She likes you," Wendy said, "She's even posting on i********:, asking for everyone's encouragement."
Yulia chimed in, as if adding fuel to the fire, "So it
