It was Saturday noon when Chen Bin arrived at a restaurant near the Provincial Committee Party School with Hao Wenjing and her daughter.
Hao Wenjing smiled and said, "County Magistrate Chen, you're being far too kind. You really didn't have to treat us to a meal."
Chen Bin responded with utter seriousness.
"This is not about being polite. If your father didn't live so far away, I would have definitely invited him out today as well. If it weren't for you two last time, I might not have made it out alive!"
Hearing that, Kong Shiyu puffed up her rosy little cheeks and said,
"Not enough, that meal was too cheap for you. I want ten meals!"
Knocking lightly on her head, Hao Wenjing laughed and said,
"If you eat that much, you'll turn into a little pig."
The little girl pouted stubbornly.
"Then so be it. A little pig it is. I'll even pack some food to bring back for Grandpa!"
Hearing this, Chen Bin couldn't help but laugh out loud.
