The next day, Granny Lin had been looking for Lin Zhiqing ever since she woke up. Jian Qingqing comforted her, "Granny, I've asked someone to help you look for him. Don't worry, I believe there will be news soon."
After a night, Granny Lin had calmed down. She questioned Jian Qingqing with a cold face, "Do you know who he is? Are you lying to me?"
Jian Qingqing was easily guilty when she lied. Under Granny Lin's burning gaze, she mumbled, "No... I really don't know him."
Granny Lin snorted coldly, "Hmph, if you don't know him, why would he go to the Jian Family Village to talk to you? I saw it yesterday. You weren't the only one there. If he asked for directions, why would he ask you, a little girl?"
Jian Qingqing lowered her head guiltily and said, "I... Happened to be there that day, so he asked me. I really don't know him."
