The Qin couple finally heard the name of the young man from the lips of another female guest. As a result, the two immediately frowned, feeling like their hearts were being scratched by a cat.
Chen Fang. The name Chen Fang was quite familiar. Deep inside them was a desire to know why it was familiar. However, it had been several months since Qin Huizhong had that talk with his son, so now they could not recall that Chen Fang was the guy whose girlfriend had been robbed by Qin Li.
'Where did I hear that name?' The Madam furrowed her carefully trimmed brows. From trying to recall too much, the words echoed several times in her mind until they escaped from her mouth. "Where did I hear the name Chen Fang?"
Her husband was silent, also pondering. But unlike her wife, his focus was on the face. When he heard her question, he absent-mindedly answered, "I think it is somebody related to Qin Li. What do you think, wife?"
