"Sit, everyone, sit down. Don't just stand there talking, sit down and chat."
Jiang Lingxi took the teacup handed to her by the lively Xu Xingyuan, who was like a little bee. After taking a sip, she looked at Xu Zhiyi, who was sitting quietly in the shadows, guessing that he was still a bit photophobic, "Mr. Xu, how is your recovery going?"
"Much better now."
Jiang Lingxi originally intended to ask Xu Zhiyi about what happened eight years ago, but with Wei Ke present and Xu Zhiyi still having difficulty speaking as his voice hadn't fully recovered, she decided to drop the idea quietly.
Nevertheless, she felt gratified to see the person who was silent and lying on the operating table last time now able to sit, stand, walk, and respond with clear thoughts and bright eyes.
After sitting and finishing one cup of tea in about half an hour, Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing had no plans to stay for dinner and got up to say goodbye.
