Yang Jingyi asked casually, "Did he see you? Did he greet you?"
Ji Yuanyuan shook her head. "He saw me but didn't greet me. He also wore round sunglasses. He looked so cool."
"Then he must not be my father. Otherwise, why wouldn't he greet you? I told him that you're my best friend!" Yang Jingyi said, "But from what you said, it really does sound like my father. He also has a leather jacket and round sunglasses!"
Ji Yuanyuan did not continue speaking. She was watching the television, but she had been paying attention to Hu Chunli from the corner of her eyes.
Initially, she was unsure if the person she saw yesterday was Yang Jingyi's father.
But last night, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was strange.
At that time, the man didn't say a word. He even motioned for the woman to open her mouth when they were talking to him.
If that person wasn't Yang Jingyi's father, why would he act like that?
