"This gentleman is someone I met at the high-speed train station. He was waiting for someone to pick him up but no one came. I saw that it was about to rain and I was worried he would get wet, so I thought to bring him here first,"
Jiang Lin explained, word by word, which alleviated the suspicion in the hearts of a few people around.
Situ Xin looked at the calm and collected Jiang Lin in front of him with eyes full of admiration. Since his return, while pretending to be someone else, he had been observing her way of handling things and found that Jiang Lin was a very emotionally stable girl, quite like his younger self.
With this in mind, his impression of her rose even higher.
While he was thinking, Jiang Lin, having just comforted Lu Xinmei, leaned over and asked him, "Old gentleman, I don't know your name yet."
Situ Xin smiled faintly, "My name is Situ Xin."
"Situ Xin?" For some reason, Jiang Lin felt she had heard the name somewhere before.
