"Who are you calling 'Zhang the Tiger'?" Zhang Yalin said in a cold voice.
Zhong Yuanliang immediately plastered a smile on his face and hastily added, "A slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue!"
"Sigh, you two really are..." Number Three said helplessly from the side, clearly finding it a good match, yet every time they met they squabbled.
"Shut up!" Zhang Yalin and Zhong Yuanliang said in unison.
In a sickroom in the capital, Elder Ming was speaking to Zhang Henian: "Little Zhang, does Yalin still refuse to believe the truth and forgive the Ming family?"
"Mister Ming, Yalin may seem lively and carefree, but in reality, she is meticulous. Perhaps she herself doesn't wish to believe it. But rest assured, she will never do anything to hurt the Ming family," Zhang Henian said quietly, his eyes revealing an underlying pain that suggested he had not yet forgotten the sorrow of losing his child.
