No one understood what Zhou Yan was saying to Han Qingshan. It was clear that they were talking about something or someone, but who could be so important that both Zhou Yan and Han Qingshan wanted him?
Wang Feihong could not help but glance at Jiang Yingyue, wondering if this person had something to do with it, but he shook his head quickly. She was just a commoner, so knowing Han Qingshan was already a stretch; getting to know Zhou Yan was even more unlikely.
Jiang Yingyue looked at Zhou Yan and Lin Qiang, wondering who these two newly arrived people were, and why they were so familiar to her. She frowned slightly.
"This is?" Zhou Yan looked at Jiang Yingyue with a smile on his face. The smile was like spring bringing warmth, melting away the ice.
