This was already considerate enough.
Jian Ai couldn't help but smile. "I just praised you for your excellent observation skills, but in the blink of an eye, you're treading on lightning!"
"What do you mean?" Xia Qinghuan was stunned. She blinked at Jian Ai. "You have a conflict with your uncle? I couldn't tell!"
Jian Ai only sighed softly. "It's a long story. I won't even bother to mention it. Anyway, it's not as simple as it seems."
Xia Qinghuan raised her eyebrows in understanding but didn't ask further. After all, this was Jian Ai's family's private matter. Although the two of them were good friends, they still knew their limits.
At night, Wang Yunzhong returned home very late.
In the living room, the old man and the old lady were sitting on the sofa watching television. Seeing that Wang Yunzhong was back, the old lady quickly stood up and went up to him. "Why are you back so late? You worked overtime again?"
