Lin Fangwei thought her "cousin" was visiting Meng Wanhua's house, hence her statement.
Meng Jingfen shook her head. "The cousin, Meng Chuyue, sells fruit at a store in front of the First High School. She works from six in the morning to eight at night. You can just call her during her working hours."
Lin Fangwei's eyes sparkled with amusement as she handed over twenty thousand yuan to Meng Jingfen. "Alright, I'll handle it myself. However, even if our blood types match, the compatibility might not necessarily succeed. You can't delay your plan on your end either."
This time, Meng Jingfen did not refuse.
...
After Meng Jingfen had left, Lin Fangwei suddenly thought of a question: Why does my aunt's daughter have the surname Meng?
And that name, Meng Chuyue... Why does it sound so familiar?
When had she heard it before?
Lin Fangwei thought for a long time but couldn't remember, so she decided to go to the gate of the First Middle School to see for herself.
