At this moment in the Fu Xian's house, several people were sitting neatly on the doorstep, enjoying some watermelon.
"Mmm! Not bad, really good!" Xue Zhong didn't spare his praise. Although watermelons were abundant in the summer, ones with such perfect sweetness, crispness, and seedlessness were not easy to find. That made it even more perfect.
"Hehe, this is a new variety we just developed on our side. It's great that you like it!" He Xin chuckled heartily.
"Uh-huh," Xiao Taowu kept eating bite after bite, not even lifting his head, expressing his fondness through actions.
Fu Xian, on the side, breathed a sigh of relief. When he had just learned that He Xin was coming, he was a bit nervous. Although he hadn't known He Xin for long, after learning about Xue Zhong's story, Fu Xian felt a deep sympathy for him. He couldn't help feeling that He Xin's sudden interest in Xue Zhong was a bit hypocritical.
