Tang Xiaowan glanced at the surrounding red roses, which were far too eye-catching. These were not a scene she could allow Leng Lingxiao to witness.
A private fight was a minor matter, but if it spread online, it wouldn't be something that could be explained away in just a few words.
"Tangtang, Tangtang, why aren't you speaking?"
Leng Lingxiao's voice pulled Tang Xiaowan's myriad thoughts back sharply.
She couldn't let him come over, absolutely not.
"Huahua, can you pick me up at Jinda South Gate? I was planning to go there to buy some siumai, suddenly got a craving for it, just on the way."
"South Gate? Oh, alright, South Gate it is."
"Great, see you in a bit."
"Hold on, Tangtang, I can pick you up and we'll go get siumai together; it's on the way after all, saving Cheng Shi the back and forth."
"Old Li just delivered the car last night, and I want to let Meijuan get used to it; is that okay?"
