Jiang Feng stood still between the siblings and Zhang Chu, not moving.
Xue Shaoheng clearly had significant issues with expressive language. He could only blurt out a word or a phrase at a time, and even his sister could not understand what he meant.
Zhang Chu was quite elderly; if Xue Shaoheng got excited all of a sudden and started to gesticulate, he might accidentally knock into, bump, or push Zhang Chu, which wouldn't be good at all.
"Miss, your brother might have mistaken me for someone else. I just came over from Guangdong Province and just got off the plane. It's impossible for your brother to have seen me before," Zhang Chu said.
"Large Dendrobium, Large Dendrobium!" Xue Shaoheng insisted, pointing at Zhang Chu excitedly, pulling on his sister, trying to get closer to him.
"Guangdong Province?" Xue Shaoheng's sister paused, "Could you please think carefully, did you meet my brother over 20 years ago?"