Qi Taiguo's resentment towards Chiang Qing lasted until the next day, and at lunchtime in the cafeteria, Chiang Qing even boldly took a seat across from Qi Taiguo.
There was a moment of silence in the cafeteria, which quickly returned to its usual clamor.
Qi Taiguo dropped his iron spoon and looked at Chiang Qing with not a trace of a smile on his face or in his eyes, and said, "Doctor Chiang, what do you mean by this?"
"What's wrong?" Chiang Qing batted her large innocent eyes and said, "Surely Commander Qi doesn't think I shouldn't sit here?"
Qi Taiguo glanced around, leaned in slightly and said, "What are you trying to do? You went to my home last night, and now you're sitting here."
"Isn't this just a visit to you all? What, could it be that your wife isn't happy? Is that all the tolerance she has?" Chiang Qing toyed with the spoon in her hand with a face full of mockery.
