Only then did Jiang Yu comfort the woman beside him. "This little girl is insensible, but she probably won't dare to be rude to you in the future. If there's a next time, you can directly talk back. Don't be polite."
"I've never been polite." Jing Tong said with a smile, but there was an inexplicable killing intent in his smile.
Jiang Yu thought she was just unhappy with Xiang Xueying, so he didn't think much of it. He smiled and held her hand as they walked in.
At the dinner table in the evening, the atmosphere was a little strange because Xiang Xueying kept putting on an aggrieved look. However, Jiang Yu's mental fortitude was so strong that he ignored Xiang Xueying's presence and asked about Jing Tong's well-being as usual. He even talked to he Xiangjun about some of the arrangements at home.
