Jiang Xingye ran towards the field's edge and met Xu Qinghuan halfway, returning with her aunt. He hesitated for a moment before running towards her, his thin lips pressed tightly together, but his eyes scanned her from top to bottom, filled with unconcealable concern.
There were other team members along the way, and a few aunts smiled meaningfully.
Li Xingzhi, the wife of the team leader, teased, "Xingye, are you concerned about Xu Qinghuan? She almost lost a work point because of you today."
Zhou Guiying angrily scolded, "Xingzhi, shut up, you mouth is everywhere!"
Jiang Xingye's face looked unpleasant.
Xu Qinghuan laughed, "Aunt Xingzhi, I also wanted you to care for me. You didn't help just now."
Li Xingzhi didn't expect Xu Qinghuan to be so generous, making the teasing or mocking feel like a punch landing on cotton, so she laughed, "How could I not care about you? My husband stepped in and stood up for you, didn't he?"
