Chiang Xiao heard Meng Xinian's words and was momentarily stunned, but she quickly regained her composure.
For a fleeting second, there seemed to be a slight discomfort in her heart, but it was just that—a fleeting sensation. She didn't dwell on it.
It was only normal for Meng Xinian to think that way, after all, she was only thirteen. Could she really expect a grown man to fall in love with her?
However, just as he said, she should treat it as their second collaboration.
Last time they acted together to deal with those brutal criminals, and this time they would play their parts again to handle the people from the Old Chiang Family.
No problem.
At that moment, outside, Cong Weimin nudged Yao Cong with his elbow and teased, "Ah Cong, have you listened enough? How much longer are we going to stand here and eavesdrop?"
Yao Cong's lips curled up, and he walked in.
"Uncle, Chiang Xiao."
"Yong Cong Brother?" Chiang Xiao turned towards him, her eyes lighting up.
