"Sister Meng, what's all this talk about repaying me?"
Jiang Xinghai was playing dumb. He waved his hand and said, "It was fate that we met. There's no need to repay me."
As he spoke, he started to walk toward the living room.
But Meng Lihua wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.
"I know I'm not a virgin and I have a daughter, but I swear, aside from Nini's father three years ago, I haven't been with any other man," Meng Lihua said, holding Jiang Xinghai tightly.
Jiang Xinghai gave an awkward smile. "Sister Meng, I've never looked down on you. I'm just trying to respect you, so don't overthink it."
"When it comes down to it, you still look down on me, don't you?" Meng Lihua didn't let go. Instead, she pressed herself even tighter against Jiang Xinghai's back.
"Sister Meng, Nini is still cultivating. Don't be like this." Jiang Xinghai refused with his words, but a fire ignited within him.
