Xu Wenbin sat in the car, always feeling like he had forgotten something.
Ate a big melon and felt stuffed…
Jiang He is a vagabond… no, a homeless girl? That's not right either. What should you call this?
According to what Xu Qing said, having lived in Jiangcheng for so long, Xu Wenbin felt that such a situation hadn't occurred in 800 years; even the impoverished mountain valleys of his hometown had built roads now— that place was truly destitute back in the day.
The chances of Jiang He having a background like SanHe God was far greater than the story Xu Qing told. Maybe she ran away from home or for some other reason sold her ID, and then concocted a story to deceive Xu Qing… Xu Wenbin had this feeling when he first heard Xu Qing's story, but on second thought, it wasn't likely.
Xu Qing's mind was as sharp as anything. To say he was deceived by someone, Xu Wenbin would rather believe he lured an introverted and reclusive girl into his house to take advantage of her.
Ptui!
