"She made it for me." Rong Shaoze's voice arrived before he did.
Both of them looked outside and saw him walking in.
Another person had climbed over the wall to get in.
Lin Xinlan felt that she didn't even need to lock the outside gate anymore; it was practically useless to them anyway.
Seeing Rong Shaoze, Ouyang Che just curled his lips, his smile ambiguous.
"So it's you. Rong Shaoze, you've already married the young lady, why are you still secretly meeting your ex-wife?"
His words were too serious.
Rong Shaoze immediately looked at Lin Xinlan's expression, afraid she might feel embarrassed and hurt.
But Lin Xinlan said seriously, "Ouyang Che, please watch your words. What do you mean by secret meeting? Can't I cook a meal and invite him to eat?"
"Of course you can." Ouyang Che drawled lazily, "But, if he comes over every night to stay with you, that definitely qualifies as secret meetings."
