Ye Tianxin followed Li Qingcang's gaze and asked, "Who is it?"
"Uncle?" Li Qingcang muttered, ignoring Ye Tianxin's question.
Li Qingcang stood up, stretched out his hand, and touched Ye Tianxin's head.
"Tianxin, wait for me. I'll go over and take a look."
Li Qingcang immediately walked away, running after the man.
Ye Tianxin was a little curious, and she didn't know who the uncle Li Qingcang was referring to. What did he look like?
Li Qingcang was unable to get in touch with the man. He stood in the crowd, disappointed.
Li Qingcang's brows furrowed. He considered that he might be mistaken.
'At this time, Uncle should be abroad,' Li Qingcang told himself. 'So it was impossible for him to be here.'
When Li Qingcang was about to turn around, he felt someone behind him.
His entire body immediately tensed up.
"Nice one, rascal. You're very alert."
Behind Li Qingcang, he heard Xie Xuning's voice.
