If she is idle... Jing Chen can suddenly imagine such a scene.
Hoping Linlin can stand his mother's... enthusiasm.
...
The next day, the doorbell rang; Mu Lin got up and opened the door.
It seems she really can't be idle for a day in C Province.
"Miss Mu." Outside the door stood a handsome young man. Looking at him, Mu Lin's eyebrows slightly wrinkled as she felt a sense of disturbance. She seemed to have seen him somewhere recently.
Prosopagnosia, very troubling.
"I'm Tang Jun, Tang Qishan's son." Seeing the confusion in Mu Lin's eyes, Tang Jun introduced himself, "I would like to talk to Miss Mu." Or rather, he had something to ask her.
His father was unwilling to tell him where Mu Lin lived; however, his father had his own schemes, and he had his own ladder to get over the wall.
The driver's mouth, however, was freely pried open by him; actually, it didn't need prying at all.
