As soon as the two teenagers came up, they protected Liu Jiaying and Lin Yuelan behind them. Then, they shouted with vigilance, "Who are you? Why are you following them so sneakily?"
As expected of brother and sister, even their tone of speaking was the same.
Jiang Zhennan's forehead wrinkled, and his temples were throbbing.
It was a joke that he would one day be treated as a bad person.
Jiang Zhennan's voice was low, magnetic, and full of charm, but he said through gritted teeth, "You've all misunderstood. I'm not a bad person. I'm a friend of Miss Yue 'Er."
"Miss Yue 'Er?" Liu Jiaying and her brother didn't realize he was referring to Lin Yuelan.
