Han Zhuoling gave a small smile. "I've seen you at a dinner party before. Plus, you are young and promising. How could I not know you?"
Shi Nancang was delighted. "Does Young Master Ling stay here?"
"No, I came to visit a friend," he explained.
Shi Nancang would never have expected that the man standing in front of him had just been to his sister's home.
Otherwise, it didn't matter who he was, Shi Nancang would never be speaking so pleasantly, much less smile at him.
Han Zhuoling even acted as if he knew nothing. "Mr. Shi lives here?"
"Oh, no, it's my sister. She lives here alone. She's going on a business trip tomorrow and I'm here to give her some things." Shi Nancang raised the rather large bag he was holding.
Han Zhuoling then noticed it.
"So your sister lives here too. What a coincidence," Han Zhuoling said with such a straight face, no one could see that he was pretending.
