Meng Qiancheng, carrying items, wanted to take them to his car, "Auntie, I'll take you home."
"No need to trouble Doctor Meng," Zhou Lin's expression remained flat as he gestured to Secretary Zhang to take the items to his own car.
Meng Qiancheng's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't release his grip.
Zhou Lin's icy gaze lacked any warmth. He looked at Meng Qiancheng and scornfully scoffed, "Doctor Meng, are you planning to start a fight here?"
"Zhiwei, this..." Guo Cuihua also didn't know what to do.
Cheng Zhiwei sighed, thankful that she had the foresight to call Xu Tian over. She held onto Guo Cuihua as they descended the stairs and whispered, "Tiantian is waiting for us. Let's go over."
Zhou Lin and Meng Qiancheng both looked up and saw Xu Tian waving from inside the car across the street.
Meng Qiancheng let out an ambiguous laugh, carried the bag over, and gently reminded Cheng Zhiwei, "Call me if there's anything, okay? Don't just bear it all alone foolishly."
