Xiaowang greeted everyone politely.
They came to visit Ni Yang voluntarily, how could they trouble Mo Qishen to send them back?
"Xiaomo, you don't have to be so polite, we can just take the tram home."
"The tram station is right across the street, it's very convenient."
"Exactly, Xiaomo, you and your aunt should go back, don't worry about us."
Xiaomo?
Xiaowang looked at the villagers talking, then looked at Mo Qishen. It was as if a herd of grass mud horses were running wild in his mind!
He was hallucinating, right?
Why was Sir so humble in front of these villagers?
Mo Qishen said, "You all shouldn't be so polite to me! Waiting for the tram and transferring is a real hassle. Letting Xiaowang take you back is just a press of a pedal."
Mo Qishen's considerate manners made Ni Cuihua, the future mother-in-law, incredibly pleased.
At least Mo Qishen cared for them. He didn't look down on them just because they were from the countryside and he was a city dweller.