"Grandpa, his name is Ding Haijing, and I hired him."
Old Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still quite surprised, "Why did you hire someone?"
"I'm her bodyguard."
Originally, Chiang Xiao didn't want to say it directly, fearing Old Meng would worry, but Ding Haijing had already spoken up before her.
"What? A bodyguard?" Old Meng was indeed startled: "Little, have you encountered some bad people? Why would you hire a bodyguard for no reason?"
Nowadays, what sort of people hire bodyguards?
What kind of danger warrants hiring a bodyguard?
He was genuinely worried.
Chiang Xiao glared at Ding Haijing, and he immediately realized he had made a mistake. He rubbed his nose, gave her an apologetic look, and said, "I'll go get them to take over."
"There's more of them?" Old Meng was surprised.
