Li Fugui realized that the guy was hell-bent on being on full guard, so he ceased trying to persuade him.
"Alright then, head to the garage once you're done."
"Will do."
Ten minutes later, Tang Xiaowan came out, still barefooted, humming a little tune. She had swapped her dress for casual clothing and, for the first time, styled her hair into a high ponytail. She looked quite smug.
"Miss, your shoes."
"Oh, I forgot, I forgot."
When she came out again, Tang Xiaowan not only wore sneakers but also carried a crossbody bag about a foot wide.
"Did you notify Li Zishen?"
"He's already waiting in the dining room, said he'd be free to accompany the miss for a stroll after lunch."
"Last night..."
"He didn't go to the second floor, stayed in the guest room on the first."
"Oh, not bad at all!"
Tang Xiaowan smiled at the corner of her mouth, touched her nose, and strutted towards the staircase.
...
After the meal, the storage room in Mei Garden.
