This matter, no matter how you look at it, is safest if she goes back!
Meng Xinian couldn't possibly be unaware of this.
But she wasn't the Supervisor Guard, nor was she an adult, so he could only let her assist, give them the opportunity to enter, but he couldn't pull her back into danger.
The rest naturally had to be left to them.
After Chiang Xiao left, Meng Xinian and Zhao Xin had their meal; a small fire still burned on the stove, keeping porridge and cakes warm.
"When my wife returns, she can still have something warm to eat." Meng Xinian said frankly.
Target Number Three, who was flipping through a comic book in the hall, snorted at his words, looked up at him, and suddenly asked curiously, "Say, Cousin Chu Liang, do you and your little wife sleep in the same bed at night?"
Zhao Xin turned his head away, suppressing the impulse to burst into laughter.
Meng Xinian seemed a bit embarrassed, "She's my wife, of course we sleep in the same bed."
