The reason Ye Haochuan felt a peculiar sensation was primarily because within Zhong Linghui's scrutinizing gaze, there was a trace of malice. Although she still wore a smile, Haochuan, with his extremely keen powers of observation, still caught it.
How odd and bewildering. This woman and I are complete strangers. Aren't I just here as a guest? Does she need to be so hostile toward me?
Please, I am your daughter's savior!
Haochuan couldn't make heads or tails of it and shook his head inwardly. Maybe this woman was going through menopause? There's no provoking it, so is there no avoiding it either?
"Haochuan, I have long heard about you from my dear Qingxuan," Zhong Linghui laughed. "She said you are skilled in medicine, and a person of good character, truly a rare talent. Meeting you today, indeed, confirms it."
Her smile was shallow, but when she smiled, it looked very pretty, as though giving off a refreshing spring breeze.
