Chiang Xiao's eyes brightened, "Really?"
"Yeah, just the two of us."
Meng Xinian pinched her nose, took her hand, and walked outside. In front of Old Meng, he said, "Old man, I'm taking Little out for dinner, we'll be back late."
"At home, home..." Old Meng stuttered, unable to speak fluently.
"You all eat," Meng Xinian simply said.
Then he walked out with Chiang Xiao.
Old Meng felt a mix of emotions.
You all eat...
In this household, there was Meng Chaojun with his stiff face standing on the staircase, Duan Qingqing acting all sanctimonious, and at his eldest son's home, Meng Baoyuan, Zhang Junyuan, were these people really his family?
That brat Meng Xinian!
He was taking a stance for his wife!
He had an opinion about him too!
Yet, he was at a loss for words.
Old Meng felt terrible at once, and even less pleased with the sight of Meng Baoyuan and Zhang Junyuan.