"Mr. An?"
Surprised by An Zhihang's arrival, An Yiqing was very astonished. Could it be that he was looking for Ah Lin?...
"I heard Miss An was injured a few days ago, so I came to see how you were doing." Looking at the girl in front of him, whose temperament was very similar to that of his mother, An Zhihang felt a wave of excitement. But his expression remained composed and gentlemanly.
"Uh... thank you, please come in." An Yiqing was slightly bewildered, as they seemed to have met only once before...
Gu Yelin gazed deeply at An Zhihang and led him into the living room.
"Mr. An, please have some tea."
"Thank you," An Zhihang took the hot tea handed to him by the girl with both hands, gently expressing his gratitude, and he asked with concern, "Miss An, how is your injury?"
"It's mostly healed. Thanks for your concern." An Yiqing sat beside Gu Yelin and answered An Zhihang with a smile, but the puzzlement inside her grew heavier.
