Xu Chunliang shook hands with him, and Xing Yongjin smiled at Su Qing: "Miss Su, my wife is a fan of yours."
Su Qing smiled and said, "I don't deserve such praise."
Xing Yongjin invited them into the house, and his wife, Su Mingxiu, came straight over to Su Qing: "Miss Su, you're even more beautiful than on TV."
Xing Wenhua's voice came from the kitchen: "Xiaoxu, Xiaosu, you're both here, have a seat. Later, try the dishes I personally cooked."
Xu Chunliang thought to himself that letting Old Xing cook himself was quite the honor.
The decor in Xing Wenhua's home was quite ordinary, but the most captivating were the photos on the walls. Old Xing was a photography enthusiast, and the photos he was satisfied with were all developed and hung on the walls.
Xu Chunliang stood appreciating them for a while. Xing Yongjin brewed tea for them and came over to introduce the origin of the photos to Xu Chunliang.
