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

Previously on Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s...

Old Meng, relieved by Chiang Xiao and Meng Xinian's presence amid his worries over Meng Chaojun's illness, falls asleep on the sofa. The couple quietly covers him with a blanket and walks in the yard, where Chiang Xiao voices concerns about a possible trap by the Gao Family in the deployment to Ke Ku Li. Meng Xinian reassures her that he must obey Alliance orders if selected, emphasizing his enhanced capabilities to safeguard his teammates. They share a lighthearted moment, playfully calling each other silly in their affection. A cough from outside the gate interrupts, with someone noting Meng Xinian's 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 in Meng Xinian's arms and felt a sudden flush of embarrassment, lightly tapping his shoulder to signal 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 winds stirring today, so what brought Director Wei all the way here?"

Meng Xinian delivered the line with a playful lilt.

"What's this, does Officer Meng have a guilty conscience, making his heart race at the sight of me?"

"Many folks are truly wary of encountering you." Meng Xinian grinned, "Yet I personally quite enjoy your company, Wei Lengmian."

Pfft.

Chiang Xiao nearly burst out laughing.

The moniker Wei Lengmian was what others had bestowed on Director Wei, but addressing the so-called Tyrant Meng like that straight to his face— was that truly alright?

Still, Director Wei showed no real irritation over it, even though his stern appearance could easily daunt most who crossed his path.

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

"How about we talk out there?"

Meng Xinian indicated the setup of table and chairs in the yard.

Noon had arrived, yet the tree shade provided cool relief, and with the warmth not yet intense, lounging in the courtyard felt pleasantly relaxing.

Without a word, Director Wei, hands tucked into his sleeves, headed that way. A few paces in, he paused and called back to Chiang Xiao, "Xiao Chiang, might I trouble you for a few cups of tea? Word is your tea house draws crowds lining up to shell out hundreds for a single pot."

From those words, Meng Xinian and Chiang Xiao gathered 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 offered, "Well then, why don't I prepare a pot of that hundred-buck tea for Director Wei? You can sample it and decide if it's truly worth the cost."

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

Meng Xinian and Director Wei settled opposite each other at the table, sharing a meaningful glance.

"Wei Lengmian, who passed you that tip?"

"You can guess who sent the note without my explanation. We'll discuss once Xiao Chiang brings the tea."

Sigh.

Wasn't that response a tad too haughty?

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

"Shoot."

"Any discomfort bothering you lately over these few days?"

Director Wei's face grew frostier still.

What sort of inquiry was this?

"Would constipation qualify?" he answered, his features set in a dour mask.

Meng Xinian chuckled slyly, "Absolutely, that qualifies without a doubt."

Once he savored Chiang Xiao's brew, he'd judge its premium value for himself.

Frankly, Chiang Xiao offering those leaves for sale was already a boon to the public. After all, exchanging cash for better health— wasn't that worthwhile?

The benefits they received far outweighed the expense.

With consistent sips of Youqingwei tea, he was certain it would robustly fortify the physique and reduce illness risks substantially.

Director Wei eyed him sidelong.

This young fellow, why did my digestive woes amuse him so?

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

The tea cup was set before Director Wei.

Meng Xinian drew a chair close to his own for her to join them.

"Director Wei, enjoy your tea."

Chiang Xiao brimmed with assurance regarding her creation.

Director Wei lifted the cup, inhaling the subtle yet energizing fragrance before even sipping the tea.