He realized he really had no way of dealing with this kind of little girl.
If it had been anyone else getting inexplicably angry at him and consistently confronting him, he would have turned on his heel and left long ago, but when it came to Chiang Xiao, all he felt was completely helpless.
Moreover, he had already forgotten the slight discomfort and the embarrassment that he couldn’t voice earlier.
Now all he wanted to do was to coax his little girl into a better mood.
After hearing what he said, Chiang Xiao’s face couldn’t quite maintain its stern expression, and she just grumbled, "What if I don’t want to eat?"
"I’ve heard that little girls all like sweets," Meng Xinian said.
"How many little girls have you coaxed? After making them angry, you always use this trick to mollify them?" Chiang Xiao raised an eyebrow. Even knowing to offer sweets, not bad for Tyrant Meng.
Meng Xinian’s face darkened.
"What do you mean ’how many little girls have I coaxed’? There’s only one in my family!" he retorted irritably, reaching across the table and pinching the tip of her nose. "And she’s not easy to coax! Chiang Xiaoxiao, don’t push your luck. If it were anyone else, I would have walked away long ago."
Chiang Xiao felt as if his fingers were carrying a slight electric current, tickling and tingling her nose, so she immediately swatted his hand away.
"What do you mean I’m pushing my luck..."
"Silly girl, can’t you just ask me directly instead of making wild guesses in your heart?"
A syrupy sweet voice suddenly interrupted their conversation, and both Chiang Xiao and Meng Xinian turned their heads to look, only to see a young man at the next table pinching the girl opposite him on the nose, looking at her with a doting expression.
The girl shyly grasped his hand, lowered her head, and hooked his finger, whispering something, and then the young man stood up, walked around the table, and sat next to her. They moved closer together, their voices growing lower, talking about who knows what.
Chiang Xiao rolled her eyes with exasperation and couldn’t help but glower at Meng Xinian once again.
This was just too melodramatic!
The action was exactly the same, making her feel uncomfortable wave after wave!
Meng Xinian withdrew his hand, his ears turning slightly red.
The initial gesture was identical, but the subsequent development was completely different!
His hand had been slapped away with a smack by Chiang Xiaoxiao!
He felt inexplicably dejected and looked at Chiang Xiao, saying unintentionally, "Chiang Xiaoxiao, when will you grow up already?"
Tyrant Meng, do you not realize that this sentence is also a form of flirting?
You’re flirting with a thirteen-year-old girl; doesn’t your conscience tremble?
Soon, from the table behind Chiang Xiao, a man’s voice could be heard.
"Zhang Mei, you’re so pretty."
"You, you, don’t say that in public." The woman’s voice was coy and shy.
Don’t you know you’re crossing the line all over the place?
It’s the eighties, the eighties, is it really okay for you to be this brash? Can’t you refrain from corrupting the young girls of the new era?
Alright, she had to admit, her heart really started to thump vigorously again.
When will she grow up?
She wanted to be in love right now. Unfortunately, while her heart was willing, her age was not.
And moreover, could she really find someone in this lifetime who she’d trust enough, who she’d willingly spend her life with?
Thinking of the big secret she carried, the throbbing in Chiang Xiao’s heart suddenly steadied.