Xia Mian smiled faintly, without saying a word.
Xia Weizhang's expression remained unchanged, he only slowly poured himself a cup of tea, and calmly drank it in front of Xia Mian.
Xia Mian continued to smile slightly, her gaze lingered on Xia Weizhang's face for a moment, then turned away.
Xia Weizhang did not continue to be polite, but simply drank his tea and chatted with Xia Mian about family matters, "Cousin, how have you been doing these years outside?"
Xia Mian's lips curved slightly with a small smile, carrying a hint of sarcasm, "Are we that familiar?"
This man started out by calling her cousin, trying to get close, but she had no idea who he even was! Who's his cousin!
Xia Weizhang was slightly taken aback, but his smile didn't diminish at all, "Cousin, you just arrived at the Divine Clan, it's understandable to feel a bit unfamiliar with us."
