After lunch, Xiao Ming told Gu Tinglan and Xiao Zhimeng to go home and rest with Yang Hanqing while he prepared to accompany Jiang Xue to check out Kanjiang No. 1.
Just before getting into the car, sensing the hesitant gazes of two, he silently sighed and turned to walk over to Bai Xuechao's car.
"If you have something to say, then spit it out. Putting on such a pitiful face—who are you trying to show? It's lucky I haven't been home for two months; anyone who didn't know better might think I've done something to you guys."
"We haven't seen each other for two months, and you don't love me anymore?" Gu Xiangmeng's little mouth was pouting enough to hang an oil bottle on it. "Stinky brother, believe it or not, I'll slack off while recording songs!"
Xiao Ming raised his hand and flicked her on the forehead. "Didn't I bring you a gift? Stuff worth tens of thousands—how else should I spoil you?"
"Who cares about your money? At least I should get a hug!"
"Hug your big head, ghost!"