The man who asked the question looked very fashionable, and his actions were graceful.
"Weiwei, who is this guy? How come he's with you?"
His name was Lin Ziming.
At that moment, the people next to them also looked toward Tang Zhong, standing behind Jiang Weiwei.
About three men and one woman, along with Shi Xiaoxiao from before, made up five people.
Reminded by Yang Ziming, the other three also turned their attention to Tang Zhong.
Seeing this, Jiang Weiwei smiled and said, "He's a friend of mine!"
At Jiang Weiwei's words, those three people's eyes suddenly lit up, "What kind of friend? Where is he from? I've never seen him before, is he a young master from our Jianghai City?"
"Exactly, you meet someone new and you don't even introduce us!" On the sofa, a second generation rich guy called Young Master Yang, who was holding a woman, obviously his girlfriend, looked at Jiang Weiwei and smiled.
