"I..."
"We are all relatives, relatives." Meng Wanting hurriedly interjected, "It's just that I was worried about Zhifeng being out there alone, so I asked my brother to help take care of her, right, brother?"
Meng Sijue didn't say anything, just cracked a slight smile.
"Well, I must thank Meng Shao for his assistance during this time, and Wanting as well."
Nan Zhifeng sincerely expressed her gratitude.
"You're welcome," Meng Sijue responded.
"Brother, I need to talk to you about something," Meng Wanting said as she pulled Meng Sijue aside. "Let's go over there and chat. Besides, Uncle Seven and Zhifeng haven't seen each other for quite some time; let them have a family moment to themselves."
Meng Sijue stood up to straighten his suit. "Ye General, I'll step away for a moment. If you're not busy at noon, may I invite you all to lunch?"
"There's no need to be polite," Ye Zhantian responded indifferently.
"Alright then, I'll be off."