Dongfang Jin didn't need to guess to know who it was. He turned his head and cast a faint glance at Mu Xiaojiu.
"What, old friends meeting up and can't even have a conversation?"
"It was just a chance acquaintance, how can that count as old friends?"
Mu Xiaojiu remained unyielding.
Despite having smoothed things over after their last drunken encounter, and getting everything out in the open, they still couldn't resist sparring a bit when meeting face to face.
Perhaps, after all these years, it's become a habit.
But Baili Xia had completely forgotten about such scenes, and now seeing Uncle and Jin bickering, it suddenly felt so familiar.
She knew they weren't really arguing, but just joking around.
She couldn't remember when these two met or what their previous relationship was.
But she just felt that this scene was so familiar, so familiar.
Mu Xiaojiu sat down beside Baili Xia and looked at Dongfang Jin with a calm gaze.
