Qin Yuru's invitation left Zhang Xiaowei lost in thought.
He had promised Hongmei's parents the day before yesterday to give them a sum of money.
Now that he hadn't been home for two days, he didn't know if they had been troubling Hongmei again.
Honestly, Zhang Xiaowei wanted to return as soon as possible to avoid any more problems.
"Yu Ru, it's only about nine o'clock now, I think I should go back."
Indeed, by the time he'd get back to the village it would be around half-past ten.
But Zhang Xiaowei wanted to quickly settle Li Hongmei's parents and then start his journey to Jinshan City, to see what exactly was so special about Zhao Ruohui's grandfather's heirloom.
"You won't get back until eleven, and you haven't had a bite to eat since now. It's better not to go back. Come home with me now, and I'll cook you a good meal myself."
Qin Yuru was dead set against Zhang Xiaowei returning to the village, insisting on taking him to her home.
