Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2522 - 2458: Not Exactly Even-Tempered

"Hmm, since it's only the two of us dining, there's no need to fuss over the arrangement or looks. What matters most is the flavor being delicious, and that'll do."

Meng Xinian nodded right away.

"That's spot on."

Once Chiang Xiao settled into her seat and grasped her chopsticks, a sudden recollection of Chen Zhu in the study halted her motion of reaching for a bite.

"Brother Xinian, is she up yet?"

Meng Xinian obviously understood whom she meant.

He had kept peeking in occasionally, yet Chen Zhu remained out cold, with zero indication of stirring.

Two hours had passed already.

He shook his head. "Still not awake."

"Could she remain unconscious for days on end?" Chiang Xiao furrowed her brows.

Should Chen Zhu linger in that state for days without food, would feeding her Spring Water become necessary?

She really didn't want to go there.

Even sparing a drop of Spirit Spring Water for Chen Zhu felt like too much.

"Likely not, though it's hard to say for certain. We'll watch a bit longer. If she hasn't roused in three or four hours, you could offer her some water."

They were on the verge of starting their meal when urgent pounding echoed from the door.

At the sound of the aggressive knocks, Chiang Xiao and Meng Xinian shared a look.

It was plain the caller meant trouble.

"You hide Chen Zhu." Meng Xinian rose to his feet.

Chiang Xiao dashed straight to the study, stashing Chen Zhu into the Space, then snatched a bottle of perfume to spritz some in the room and on her own body, as a precaution.

After all, she'd recently entered the Space for a wash and rest, lacking that flower aroma on her skin, carrying just her natural smell. Should the intruders be ones she had to watch out for, problems could arise.

The whole process lasted mere seconds.

Chiang Xiao hurried back to the dining area, took her seat, and nonchalantly lifted her bowl to start eating.

She scooped up a portion of the pork with shredded eggplant, noting its appealing flavor, a tad salty but ideal paired with rice.

Meng Xinian clearly possessed a knack for cooking; she'd encourage him to pick up more tips from Grandma Yang going forward.

In the meantime, Meng Xinian had swung open the courtyard gate, allowing several Public Security Officers to step inside promptly.

"Comrade, greetings, we've had a tip that you're holding someone's fiancée against her will."

The head officer stated it plainly, without glancing at Meng Xinian's features.

Night had fallen, leaving the courtyard lanterns casting faint light.

All they caught was Meng Xinian's outline, yet his imposing, robust build radiated a sense of threat. Consequently, their pulses quickened a bit, bracing themselves inwardly.

Meng Xinian instantly realized their purpose involved Chen Zhu.

So Nian Che must have alerted the authorities.

A sneer crossed his face as he grasped they were scheming indeed.

Fine, they didn't seek conflicts, but folks kept targeting them. If games were what they craved, he'd join in.

He'd play along.

"Officer, my fiancée is here with me, dining indoors. What reason would I have to snatch another's fiancée? My soon-to-be wife would end me."

From within, Chiang Xiao caught his remark and nearly choked on her meal.

"Cough, cough, cough."

She hacked away without control.

This Tyrant Meng had turned playful all of a sudden.

What was that about getting done in by his future wife?

She'd need the strength to overpower him first.

The officers traded looks upon his statement. "Anyone else home?"

"Only my wife and I, nobody else."

"Do you object to us checking the place?"

"Search away, but keep it tidy, since my wife's mood can be fiery."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

This Tyrant Meng!

Why was he dragging her into his quips again!