Baiwei Building was a well-known establishment, and Qin Xianglian knew that perfectly well. Her decision to not go wasn't because she was still mad at Jiang Xiaobai—those feelings had long since faded. She wanted to keep her distance from Jiang Xiaobai.
Lately, although life was still as calm as usual, Qin Xianglian's heart was in turmoil. Jiang Xiaobai's every fervent expression made her feel increasingly confused.
"Take Xiao Lang with you," Qin Xianglian said, "I'm not going."
"Auntie, it's really hard to get a table at Baiwei Building. Why don't you want to go?" Jiang Xiaobai said, "It's just a meal, and we'll come right back after."
"When I say I'm not going, I mean it," Qin Xianglian added with a sterner tone. "If you keep nagging, I won't even let Xiao Lang go."
Sighing, Jiang Xiaobai turned to Moron, "Let's go."
