There's a hint of being embarrassed and angry.
Mao Jialan quickly reached out to stop him, snatching the remote control away, "What are you doing?"
Scolding Xin Hailong, she then looked at Xiang Yiqing apologetically, "Xiaoxiang, you should go back first."
As she spoke, she winked at him.
Things had reached this point tonight, it was quite enough. Xin Hailong was someone who cared about face; even if his attitude changed, it wouldn't show immediately.
Xiang Yiqing understood, pressed his lips together and nodded, then got up, gave Xin Hailong a deep look, and turned to leave.
When the butler came to report that Xiang Yiqing had left, Xin Hailong's expression immediately softened.
Mao Jialan glanced at him, smiled subtly, then reached for the tea brought by Xiang Yiqing, and said leisurely, "If you don't like this tea, I could give it away."
Xin Hailong glared, puffed up with anger, and said nothing.
