An Yimin asked doubtfully, "Meeting someone?"
Meeting someone during a parent-teacher conference at school?
"Yes," Feng Linbai said, "The person I'm looking for is in Class Seven."
Ke Yanbin stood to the side as if he was a statue that had no emotions.
An Yimin said in surprise, "What a coincidence. My daughter is also in Class Seven. Oh, but then again..."
She couldn't be considered his daughter anymore.
An Yimin's expression fell a little. He swallowed the second half of his sentence and suggested, "Since we're going the same way, let's go together."
...
At the same time, in Class Seven.
Zhao Jiande looked at the two people standing at the door and thought that he had been mistaken for a moment.
He rubbed his eyes, looked to the left, then to the right.
He wasn't mistaken.
It was indeed the Jiang Brothers.
The important thing was though, why were the Jiang Brothers here, now?!
