Feng Lin saw the situation, completely baffled, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
"He's just nervous."
Lan He said with a laugh beside him, "His goddess is coming."
"Goddess?"
Feng Lin remembered what Lan He had told him before.
Could it be that under the peony flowers, there would be Zheng Wenzhang's goddess?
"Old Zheng, I know someone under the peony flowers, shall I introduce you?"
Feng Lin said with a smile, sitting on a little stone stool beside him.
"What? You know someone there?"
Zheng Wenzhang immediately asked.
"Of course," Feng Lin said with a smile, nodding his head.
"Kid, I'm entrusting you with my situation."
Zheng Wenzhang used a smile to ease the tension he felt.
Suddenly he stood up, "They're here."
At the same time, a Buick car stopped in front of the gate.
Feng Lin took out a mask from his body and put it on his face.
Lan He walked up front.
Feng Lin and Zheng Wenzhang followed behind him.
