Luo Zhiyong, who is usually not very expressive with his feelings, felt extremely embarrassed by Xiao Juzi's words. He coughed awkwardly, took the luggage with one hand, and pushed Fang Pingying forward with the other, offering a faint smile and greeting to Xiao Juzi,
"Alright, let's not chat anymore today, we still need to go back and pack. Tomorrow I'll bring her to your place to get acquainted."
After taking a few steps, something seemed to occur to him, and he turned back to Xiao Juzi, "Oh, by the way, Huang Lin might be back later, he's taken my younger brother to his uncle's construction site. If he hasn't eaten when he gets back, tell him to come over to our place for dinner."
"I know, he told me," Xiao Juzi replied with a slight smile, waving them off, "Don't worry about the meal, that guy definitely won't let himself go hungry when he's out."
After exchanging greetings with Xiao Juzi, Luo Zhiyong led Fang Pingying back to their own place.
