Mr. Ian was about to say something when Qin Shuke stepped forward. "Mr. Ian, my cousin-in-law and my cousin often quarrel. Don't you know how interesting their lives are? Do you know that the more they quarrel, the deeper their relationship becomes? They are like this. This is your first time in New York. What kind of cooperation are you talking about? Come, come, let's talk for a while!"
Ian's brows moved. He glanced at Qin Shuke before being dragged away by her.
Before Feng Ling's expression changed because of his words, Li Nanheng held her even more tightly and lowered his head to speak by her ear: "I just took off the gauze. My vision is still a bit blurry, but it doesn't affect my normal life. The moment I opened my eyes, I rushed over. I planned to support my wife, but when I came in, I saw you standing with that English man."
Feng Ling immediately rolled her eyes at him. "Don't be jealous. I just met him. I was just greeting him."
