He Jinxuan naturally understood Xinyan's intention: "Let's all go inside and talk."
Since the house had just been renovated, and the furniture hadn't been delivered yet, the room that was supposed to be the living room now only had a few long benches, which the workers who renovated the house had brought along to rest on.
When He Jinxuan invited everyone inside, Xinyan went to the kitchen, found the teacups she had brought from the Mechanical Factory, grabbed a thermos, and also entered the living room.
After all, the matter being discussed today related to herself, so she naturally had to be present.
He Jinxuan took the things from her hand and pointed to the small chair he had brought from the Mechanical Factory: "You sit there, I'll handle it."
Afraid she'd feel embarrassed, he put the things down directly, pulled her over, and gently pressed her onto the chair: "Just sit comfortably, I'll take care of everything."
