Good news: the entryway is spacious and long; Xu Qingyan could even break out into a song and dance rap basketball performance in the middle.
Bad news: Pei Muchan is leaning against the door, and Lin Wanzhou is standing on the other side.
The gazes of the two women bypassed... one could even say completely ignored Xu Qingyan, at least at this moment he seemed to become insignificant, dispensable.
The thing that Xu Qingyan had done, unless he had cast a Love Potion, then if Pei Muchan and Lin Wanzhou were still considering things from his perspective, that would be truly foolish.
"We meet again, Sister Pei," Lin Wanzhou said, accentuating the word "Sister" as if to say old woman.
Pei Muchan's gaze was deep as she turned to look at Xu Qingyan.
"This is your Sister Lin?"
The question was suddenly thrown at Xu Qingyan, who was only flustered for a second before calming down quickly. The most socially fatal and insoluble situation could hardly be more than this.
