Jiang Yingyue looked at Wang Feihong. She recognized him from that day at the horse track, but she had no actual interactions with him yet.
This time she was not wearing super tight fitting riding pants and shirts, and the cardigan she was wearing right now was somewhat hiding her curvy figure, so she was not as panicked as she had been before.
She stretched out her hand and shook it with Wang Feihong, whose eyes widened when he saw the slim and attractive hand of Jiang Yingyue. This was not the hand of a man, but he did not doubt her gender, he just thought that she was incredibly effeminate.
He was getting more and more worried about Jiang Yingyue and Han Qingshan's relationship.
Others thought the same; they were all worried that Han Qingshan had truly turned gay.
At the same time, the young man who seemed to be twenty-five years old was smiling slightly when he looked at Jiang Yingyue with great interest.
