Lu Yang's smile froze on his face.
His heart was a maelstrom of shock and disbelief.
He had already deduced who the foot belonged to at the dinner table yesterday.
It was a choice between Mi Ying's sister-in-law and Lin Qinglan.
And naturally, he had concluded it was Mi Ying's sister-in-law's.
But now…
The answer he was so sure of turned out to be wrong.
That left him with only one possible conclusion—Lin Qinglan!
Lu Yang couldn't help but conjure up an image of Lin Qinglan: innocent, adorable, sensible, demure, bright, and gentle...
So many virtues.
Oh, and also the most significant point—she had developed very well; though just a little beauty now, she was bound to be a great beauty in the future, a total knockout.
Not inferior to the likes of Lin Qingxue and Lin Qingmei.
Lin Qinglan's words to Lin Yongfu yesterday were still vivid in Lu Yang's memory.
So, a girl like her, he just hadn't associated her with that mischievous foot at all.
