Lin Wanwan told Lu Zhanbei about the quarrel with that girl in the afternoon.
He thought for a long time before he remembered that person. “Her name is song Jiatong. She’s one year younger than you. Before she went abroad, she often visited the Lu family. My mother seems to like her.”
“Then I’ll go upstairs to change first.”
Lin Wanwan changed her clothes and walked in front of Lu Zhanbei. “How is it?”
Lu Zhanbei glanced at her. The corner of his lips trembled without a trace. “Your trick of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger has long been seen through. There’s no need to pretend to be young anymore.”
“You’ll know later.”
Lin Wanwan put on the slightly slanted chiffon top hat and walked out with Lu Zhanbei.
Lin Wanwan guessed correctly. The guest they wanted to see was indeed song Jiatong.
“Aunt, I only returned to Xia country in the morning and came here in the afternoon. I’ve missed you very much these years. Did you miss me?”
