In the past, Feng Ruqing would definitely do such a thing!
Nan Xian did not take any notice as he walked past Qing Ling and the others with his usual calm, cool manner.
Like a blossoming lotus; unfettered by the world.
At this moment—
A voice came through in a hurry. "What happened? Is there another guy here to bother my lad—"
Before she could finish her sentence, her voice dropped.
Tang Yin stared blankly at Nan Xian, who was walking toward the courtyard. Her eyes grew wide, it took her a moment before she came to her senses.
Y… Young Master Nan Xian?
Of course, who else could look so handsome but Nan Xian?
Although she had never seen Nan Xian before, her family had shown her his pictures. That was how she was able to recognize him at first glance.
