"Honey, do you mind?" Jian Xi smiled sweetly and looked at Nan Mufeng.
Nan Mufeng affectionately tapped her nose, "How could I?"
"You heard that, didn't you? Uncle, you're overthinking it. Take your time eating, we're off. Goodbye!"
Jian Xi hooked her arm around Nan Mufeng's and walked away with a light step. The assistant, being perceptive, picked up the gifts they had just set down and left...
After leaving the Jian residence, Jian Xi's face quickly turned somber. She released Nan Mufeng's arm and said, "Honey, if they ask you for money, don't give it to them."
"Alright." Nan Mufeng nodded without asking for a reason.
The matters within the Jian Family were unclear to Nan Mufeng. But he believed that Jian Xi wasn't someone who stirred up trouble without reason. Her coldness towards her uncle must have a cause.
"I don't like them," Jian Xi took the initiative to explain. Pausing, she looked at him puzzled, "Honey, why is even pure family love so indifferent?"
