They didn't return to the Meng Family home until it was dark.
It was already half-past nine in the evening; the two had been alone together since noon.
And all the members of the Meng Family were waiting for them in the living room.
Surprisingly, Boss Meng, Meng Wenxing, and Meng Baoyuan were also present.
Was this the gathering of grandfather, father, and son from three generations?
Chiang Xiao raised an eyebrow.
She felt tonight was going to be lively.
Meng Xinian squeezed her hand as he held it.
"You go upstairs to wash up and rest first," he said to her.
She had returned, and there was no need for her to hear even half a word that might distress her.
Meng Xinian was also very familiar with the people of Boss Meng's family.
To say they were utterly ruthless was impossible, but they were all very realistic, selfish, and motivated solely by self-interest.