Zhuang Shurong replied instantly to Xi Xiaye, "Your father and I probably can't go, but we'll still send them a gift. Please bring it over for us."
She then took a beautifully wrapped gift out from the drawer and handed it to Xi Xiaye. "We still have to give them a gift since they invited us. We also want to avoid any rumors from going around."
Xi Xiaye nodded humbly. "Yes, I understand."
Zhuang Shurong then talked a little about Wang Hui, but upon noticing that Xi Xiaye did not feel comfortable with the topic, Zhuang Shurong stopped.
"Alright, you should go back and have some rest. It's been tough for the past few days. Rest well."
"You too, Mother. Goodnight!"
"Goodnight!"
Xi Xiaye then left the room.
She took a quick shower as she got back to her room. When she got out, she noticed that the lights in the secondary living room were lit up, so she headed there and saw the man sitting on the sofa.
