Several elderly ladies kindly reminded Xiang Yiqing.
Xiang Yiqing was awkward and speechless. He glanced again at Xin Xiaoxiao, and she happened to look up at him. Meeting his gaze, she winked playfully at him.
He didn't want to speak and gave a slight nod to the group of old men and women, then turned to leave.
"Doctor Xiang, wait for me."
Xin Xiaoxiao quickly got up, grabbed her bag, and hurried to catch up with Xiang Yiqing.
"Alright, we can go now."
Xiang Yiqing turned his head, raising an uncertain brow, "We?"
"You promised me, you'd go to my dad's celebration banquet," Xin Xiaoxiao quickened her pace and blocked Xiang Yiqing's path, "You're not backing out, are you?"
"Speak, why do you insist on me going?" Xiang Yiqing crossed his arms, looking at Xin Xiaoxiao, still with his brow raised.
He couldn't believe she was tirelessly pestering him just to repay a favor.
