Shao Meirou smiled as she lied, "I heard it from someone else that the craftsmanship here is good. I have a fine piece of fabric and want to make it into a skirt, so I came over to take a look and ask around!"
Wang Lan listened to her; what she said did seem to make sense.
"It really is the Lin family! Could the person who told you have made a mistake? I've been their neighbor for more than just a day or two, and their surname is Lin!" Sure enough, the Lin family, including Lin Xia, had moved there quite some time ago.
Shao Meirou's delicate eyebrows creased slightly, "A Lin surname? Then let me ask, is there a girl named Xia Lin?"
Wang Lan blinked, "No Xia Lin here! The sister in their family is called Lin Xia!"
"Lin Xia?" Shao Meirou voiced the name softly.
"Yes, that's right! Maybe you remembered it wrong! It looks like you just reversed it!" Wang Lan laughed, thinking that must be the case—otherwise, what a coincidence it would be.
