Isn't that Youman's voice?
Han Zhijin frowned slightly, instinctively craning his neck to glance at the crowd. Because people clustered together and there were simply too many, he couldn't see who said this sentence.
It couldn't be Youman. Youman and Chi Mu were not familiar with each other; it was impossible for her to appear at the Chi Family... Yes, it definitely wasn't Youman, just someone with a similar voice...
As Han Zhijin thought this, he followed Grandma Han towards where the crowd was gathering, but he had hardly taken a few steps when he heard Xia Wan'an's voice: "Youman!"
These two words, like an iron rod, hit hard on Han Zhijin's head. He suddenly froze in place, unable to move.
Not far away, he heard Song Youman and Ai Jiang's conversation clearly, but he felt as if he was dreaming, not understanding a single word.
He didn't know how long he had been standing dazedly before his mind began to slowly turn.
