yu jing smacked her lips. " i should've known. gu jiazhi's tickets are definitely linked. "
seeing yu tingchuan and gu zhengshen walk into the aisle of the eighth row, song qincheng turned to yu jing and said in a low voice, " "change your position."
yu jing was a little confused. " why? isn't this good? "
song qincheng opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but gu zhengshen's voice sounded in her ear, " "oh, this little girl came earlier than us."
yu jing immediately put on a flattering expression and grinned sweetly at the person behind song qincheng. " "uncle gu, second uncle, why are you so late? we were waiting for you."
"old yu, your niece's mouth is getting better at coaxing people," gu zhengshen pointed at yu jing and turned to yu tingchuan, who was walking behind him.
as yu tingchuan listened to their conversation, his deep gaze fell on the side profile of the person in the white dress.
