But she felt that the handwriting didn’t seem like that of Tyrant Meng, as it appeared slightly immature and gentle. Just like people often say, "The style is the man"; that man’s handwriting should be firm and powerful, right?
With a snap, Chiang Xiao quickly covered the bag and turned around to stuff it back into Zhao Xin’s arms.
"Take these things back, I can’t accept them!"
What’s the deal with Tyrant Meng?
Why is he sending her gifts? And not just gifts, but money too!
Could it be payment for the last time she helped with a rescue?
Even if it is, she can’t accept it! Accepting money for helping the Supervisor Guard with a rescue? What would that make her?
"Just take it, it’s a task our captain assigned to me! If I bring these things back, Captain Meng will definitely skin me alive!" Zhao Xin was anxious, stuffing the bag back to her again, "And this bag, the captain said to give it to you."
"Is this from the Alliance or is it his personal gift?" asked Chiang Xiao.
Zhao Xin was startled, "Why would the Alliance give you these things?" It was impossible for the captain to have disclosed her matter to the Alliance.
So, it was indeed a personal gift from Tyrant Meng.
Chiang Xiao’s mind conjured up the man’s handsome face, and she quickly shook her head to cast him out of her thoughts. "Anyway, I can’t take it, I’m not familiar with him, and we won’t see each other or have any dealings in the future. Take it back."
Is Tyrant Meng some kind of tycoon?
Barely acquainted, yet so generous with his gifts! Does he have a habit of giving lavish presents to every girl he meets?
"I can’t, the captain instructed me to deliver this—it’s a task!" Zhao Xin insisted stubbornly.
A task assigned by the captain, he couldn’t fail to complete it!
If he truly couldn’t complete it, he would definitely be skinned alive upon his return. Especially now that it seemed he’d caused trouble, no, he’d brought trouble to Chiang Xiao.
Zhao Xin felt uneasy.
Chiang Xiao knew that if he just dumped the things and ran, she wouldn’t be able to do anything about it, so she took a deep breath and said, "Is Tyrant Meng still in the Capital City?"
"Tyrant Meng..." Zhao Xin finally heard her calling his captain Tyrant Meng in person, wanting to laugh but not daring to, and thinking that he had already snitched to the captain, he felt it best to speak a few good words on behalf of his captain, "Actually, our captain is really a decent person, not a tyrant..."
"Just tell me if he’s still in the Capital City or not."
"Yes, the captain is still in the Capital City."
"After he recovers from his injuries, he’s going to come back, right?" They were in the provincial Alliance, and she had indeed considered earning some money and then taking a trip to the province, at which time she could return these items to Meng Xinian.
Zhao Xin nodded hurriedly, "Of course, he’ll come back!"
At that moment, Zhao Xin had not anticipated that Meng Xinian would return so soon. Though Meng Xinian had told him over the phone that he was coming back today, Zhao Xin hadn’t taken it seriously. With such injuries, how could he possibly return today?
Moreover, he was unaware that his calling her "Sister-in-law" today had brought Chiang Xiao such unsavory rumors, until Meng Xinian’s next arrival, which directly catapulted the situation to a level that left everyone utterly shocked.
Hearing him say that, Chiang Xiao didn’t bother to keep pushing the issue and, holding the schoolbag, went into the room, pretending to hide it well when in fact, she threw it into her space.
No sooner had she put it away than Ge Liutao followed her in.
She closed the door curtain and, with evident worry, took Chiang Xiao aside, speaking in a quiet voice, "Little, who exactly is Captain Meng? How do you know him? Why did he send you so many things? Are you really going to accept them?"
Although Ge Liutao didn’t know what was in the bag, judging by Chiang Xiao’s reaction, she could guess that whatever was inside must be valuable.
With their old-fashioned views, an unmarried girl simply can’t accept gifts from a man so casually.