"Who are you, really?" The terror of nearly suffocating struck fear into his heart, yet being humiliated in public made Qian Duoduo unable to swallow his pride. His eyes darted around, preparing to seek Huo Zhanting's help against this man and woman once he met him.
"Don't you recognize him?" An Lan's motion of wiping Huo Zhanting's fingers paused slightly as she frowned at Qian Duoduo. Sure enough, this man had just claimed he was Huo Zhanting's relative, obviously trying to deceive everyone.
"Is he the President of the country? Should I recognize him?" Qian Duoduo retorted, his neck stiff with defiance. An Lan burst into laughter, "He is, Huo Zhanting, isn't he the relative you were just saying you were looking for?"
"Relative?" Huo Zhanting slowly uttered the two words, turning his head emotionlessly to look at the man sitting on the ground, "Whose relative?"
