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Pang Shifang.
Mr. Xie had seen him before but had never formally met face to face. After leaving the teahouse, Mr. Xie got into his car and answered a phone call on the way back to Lotus Pond Street.
"Mr. Xie, the matter has been handled."
Mr. Xie hummed in acknowledgment.
He was rather vengeful, and Zheng Lvhong had once tried to steal Wen Changling's corneas, a vendetta that had to be settled.
At this time, Wen Changling had already finished work and gone home. Mr. Xie parked the car and went straight to her place. She was tinkering with her vegetable garden again, her interest in it seemingly greater than her interest in her boyfriend.
Mr. Xie approached and hugged her from behind.
"Changling."
He nuzzled her neck and kissed it.
Wen Changling, like a startled guinea pig, looked around while pushing Mr. Xie away: "Granny Zhu is here." Daytime hugging and cuddling — what a sight.
Mr. Xie didn't let go: "Granny Zhu has gone inside."
