Xin Xiaoxiao stuffed her mouth slowly, and when Xin Hailong mentioned taking her to the hotel, she frowned and asked, "Why should I meet them?"
Xin Hailong replied, "In the future, they're the ones you'll be working with."
Upon hearing this, Xin Xiaoxiao let out a "tsk," gave Xin Hailong an eye-roll, and said in a sarcastic tone, "Don't you have a son to inherit your business? Why should I waste my effort?"
At this point, Mao Jialan, who was sitting opposite, suddenly looked up and said to Xin Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, come along, and in the afternoon, join me for tea with a few friends."
Upon hearing this, Xin Xiaoxiao looked up, amusingly raised an eyebrow, "Have you got a fever? Me, accompanying you for tea with your friends?"
Her condescending look didn't embarrass Mao Jialan, who still gently said to her, "I'm not very familiar with Hai City, just take a little bit of your time to accompany me, okay?"
