As for Lan Yinyin’s name, Leng Jiao already knew it. Although she was a little surprised, there were too many people in the world who had the same name. Moreover, Mu Siyin and Lan yinyin only had one word too many.
However, they usually liked to call mu Siyin -- yinyin, so at first, they felt that calling Lan yinyin this way wasn’t very comfortable.
“Hello, yinyin. This is the first time you’ve come to see us with Ah Mo. Don’t be shy. We’re all on the same side.”
Although Leng Jiao was a woman, Lan Yinyin’s valiant and valiant aura was very pleasing to the eye.
The tension in her heart instantly dissipated. She smiled and nodded. “Yes, Hello.”
“Let’s go in first. Everyone’s waiting.”
“Okay.”
Lan Yinyin followed Shi Mo up the stairs and walked into the main building.
With every step, she felt a little more uncomfortable.
She really did not understand why she was like this.
