A welcome dinner?
Wang Qiuhe wasn't expecting such special treatment for herself; if it was just for her mom's sake, then even less so. But she was new here, unfamiliar with everything, so she knew to behave herself, kept quiet, and followed right behind Mei Mengcheng into Xiyuan.
On the way, Mei Mengcheng kindly reminded her, "There'll be some of your Sister Zhenzhen's classmates in the private room later. I've met them a few times, they're nice people. Don't worry, just say hello and you'll be fine." And please, if you can avoid saying silly things, that'd be even better.
"Mm-hmm." Wang Qiuhe replied obediently.
At this point, after Yan Keke had urged them like dozens of times already, the door to the private room finally swung open.
It was Mei Mengcheng who opened the door. Everyone was delighted—they were finally fetched back, which meant dinner could start at last.
But wait, who's that following behind Mei Mengcheng?
