"Xiaorou, why don't you invite Mr. Qin inside to sit!"
Compared to Father Tang, Tang Rou's mother was obviously more experienced, winking at Tang Rou to signal her.
Tang Rou coquettishly looked at Qin Hao and said, "Come in and have a seat..."
"Sure."
Qin Hao couldn't dismiss the enthusiasm, nodded with a smile and agreed.
While they were walking into the Tang Family Clinic, Zhao Mengke, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't hold it in. She ran to Tang Rou and pretended to be arrogant, "Xiaorou, I didn't expect you'd be someone who forgets friends at the sight of beauty, you jerk!"
Tang Rou knew Zhao Mengke was jealous, and with a gentle expression, she held Zhao Mengke's hand and acted cutesy, "Mengke, I'm wrong. In my heart, you are always the goddess!"
Such a simple compliment instantly brought Zhao Mengke back to her innocent self.
She stuck out her tongue and shouted, "I can have Auntie's cakes again, that's wonderful!"
