Zhao Xin hadn't finished his words when a glance from Meng Xinian choked them back. He pouted, looking quite wronged, and nodded to Chiang Xiao, "Yeah, sister-in-law, I have to go back now."
Could he not go back?
He saw the team leader's eyes were as sharp as knives.
Chiang Xiao was helping Meng Xinian sit comfortably, straightening his clothes, and didn't notice Zhao Xin's subtle grievance. "Then come over for a meal next time when you're free, and feel free to drop by now that you know the way."
"Eh... okay, thanks, sister-in-law." As if he would dare to come!
Meng Xinian glanced at the departing car and snorted silently.
He hadn't forgotten the stupid thing Zhao Second had done before.
It had almost caused Chiang Xiao to stop writing to him. He was still angry about it. Thinking about coming over for a meal? Not a chance.
He withdrew his gaze only to see Chiang Xiao pushing him into the yard, not heading for the front door to enter the house, but pausing for a moment.
