An Xiaxia was on guard right away. Song Qingchen was definitely not here to make peace!
Song Qingchen trotted toward them and tried to hold Sheng Yize's arm again. Intimidated by Sheng Yize's cold gaze, she drew back her hands timidly, looking utterly helpless.
Papa An asked in surprise. "Xiaxia, who's this…"
The girl seemed awfully intimate with Sheng Yize.
An Xiaxia was conflicted. She couldn't exactly tell Papa An that this woman was her love rival, could she?
"Uncle, this is Miss Song, the daughter of an old family friend." Sheng Yize introduced Song Qingchen politely, at which she gritted her teeth.
It was an impeccable answer, which made her an outsider.
"I see…" Papa An nodded, dried his hands, and was ready to close shop for the day.
Song Qingchen passed An Xiaxia a box and said with a smile, "Xiaxia, here's a gift for you~"
This woman was up to something! She could smell it in the air!