我喜欢这个男生…他的笑容太好看了."
("I like this guy… his smile is too beautiful.")
Dayo finally looked up slowly… and responded in Chinese:
"真的吗?你喜欢我?"
("Really? You like me?")
All three ladies froze.
Evan almost fell off his seat.
The ladies leaned forward at the same time, eyes wide, cheeks burning red.
"你会说中文?!"
("You can speak Chinese?!")
Their shocked faces said everything Evan speechless, and Dayo smiling like he didn't just flip the entire table with one sentence.
The girls exchanged quick glances, cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Lian covered her face. "Oh my God, you understood everything we said?"
Dayo tilted his head just a bit, teasing. "Maybe… or maybe I only understood the last part."
Mei's face turned bright red. Suyin nudged her under the table while fighting a grin.
Evan whispered sharply, "Bro… BRO… why didn't you tell me you speak Chinese?!"
Dayo shrugged. "You never asked."
The girls laughed softly at that—his delivery was smooth without trying.
