"Right, you guys must come tomorrow night." Qin Mengsha looked in the rearview mirror, "Come early, consider it a housewarming for me."
"Okay, we'll definitely be there." Qiao Zhiyi agreed very promptly this time.
When they arrived at Pu Garden, Qin Mengsha got out of the car.
She touched the car apologetically, "I'll borrow the car for a few more days. When my husband arrives, I'll return it to you."
"Hmm." Shi Jingzhou didn't suggest she drive it herself and just responded.
Qin Mengsha told them, "You guys should go back and rest early, I'm leaving first."
"Drive carefully." Shi Jingzhou cautioned.
Qin Mengsha smiled and nodded, "Hmm. Remember to come tomorrow."
"We will."
Qin Mengsha drove off, and when her taillights were no longer visible, Shi Jingzhou still hadn't shifted his gaze.
Qiao Zhiyi was twisting with two big bags, which were somewhat heavy.
They contained the sharp knives that Ye Xi had helped her carve out; she had to keep them well preserved.