Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2491 - 2427: Feeling Unwell?

Previously on Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s...
Old Meng, exhausted from worrying over Meng Chaojun's illness, falls asleep on the sofa during a conversation with Chiang Xiao, prompting Meng Xinian to cover him with a blanket as they step outside. Chiang Xiao expresses unease about Meng Xinian's potential deployment to Ke Ku Li, fearing it might be a trap orchestrated by the Gao family and allies, but he reassures her that he must obey Alliance orders and believes his enhanced abilities could protect his teammates. Amid her concerns, they share a lighthearted moment, playfully calling themselves a pair of fools destined for each other, until an interruption from outside remarks on his good mood.

Meng Xinian and Chiang Xiao both whipped their heads around at the same time, spotting a familiar face they hadn't seen in ages.

Director Wei.

This was indeed an uncommon guest.

Chiang Xiao realized she was still cradled in Meng Xinian's arms and felt a sudden flush of embarrassment, tapping his shoulder to urge him to set her down right away.

Meng Xinian gently lowered her, and together they approached the door to let him in.

"I can't recall any strange gusts today, so what brought Director Wei all the way here?"

Meng Xinian delivered these words with a playful lilt.

"What's this, is Officer Meng hiding some guilt that makes his pulse race at the sight of me?"

"Many folks do fear crossing paths with you." Meng Xinian grinned, "Yet I, for one, genuinely enjoy your company, Wei Lengmian."

Pfft.

Chiang Xiao barely stifled a chuckle.

Wei Lengmian served as the moniker others had bestowed on Director Wei, but calling the so-called Tyrant Meng that directly— was that truly fine?

That said, Director Wei showed no real irritation over it, even though his stern visage could indeed make most people feel a genuine chill of intimidation upon encountering him.

"Do come inside, Director Wei." Chiang Xiao motioned invitingly. Then, recalling that Old Meng remained slumbering in the living room, she shot a quick look toward Meng Xinian.

"How about we talk out there?"

Meng Xinian indicated the chairs and table in the yard.

Noon had arrived, yet tree shadows offered cool respite, and with the heat not yet intense, lounging in the courtyard felt pleasantly soothing.

Director Wei offered no words, slipping his hands into his sleeves before heading that way. A few paces in, he paused and addressed Chiang Xiao, "Xiao Chiang, might I trouble you for some tea? Rumors say your tea house draws crowds lining up to drop hundreds on a single brew."

At those words, Meng Xinian and Chiang Xiao understood that her tea house factored into his visit today.

Was someone stirring up issues for her once more?

Chiang Xiao pressed her lips together and remarked, "Well then, why don't I prepare a pot worth those hundreds for Director Wei? You can judge if my brew lives up to the hype."

She checked Director Wei's face briefly before heading indoors.

Meng Xinian and Director Wei took seats opposite one another, sharing a glance.

"Wei Lengmian, who passed you that tip?"

"You ought to guess the sender without my explanation. We'll discuss once Xiao Chiang brings the tea."

Sigh.

Wasn't that response rather haughty?

Meng Xinian reclined in his seat, "Fine, we'll hold off. Still, may I pose a private inquiry?"

"Ask away."

"Any discomfort lately over the last few days?"

Director Wei's features grew icier still.

What sort of query was this?

"Would constipation qualify?" he shot back, face stern.

Meng Xinian chuckled slyly, "Absolutely, it qualifies."

Once he sampled Chiang Xiao's tea, he'd grasp its true value.

Truth be told, Chiang Xiao offering those leaves for sale already benefited everyone. After all, trading cash for better health— isn't that worthwhile?

The benefits they receive far outweigh the cost, without doubt.

With consistent sips of Youqingwei tea, he'd boldly claim, it could remarkably bolster vitality and reduce illness risks.

Director Wei eyed him sidelong.

This fellow, why does my digestive woes amuse him so?

Chiang Xiao soon reappeared bearing a tray holding three tea cups.

She set the tea before Director Wei.

Meng Xinian drew a chair beside him for her to join.

"Director Wei, enjoy your tea."

Chiang Xiao brimmed with assurance in her brew, naturally.

Director Wei lifted the cup, inhaling the subtle yet energizing fragrance before even sipping, a scent that refreshed profoundly.