"Yeah, Brother Song, you're not going to say you've met Jiang Yan abroad or something, are you?" Ye Qing glanced at Song Qian with a flicker of caution and suspicion in her eyes.
A few days ago, Song Qian's question about whether Jiang Yan had ever been to Wanlong Building had lingered in her ears.
Beside her, Kong Wu also leaned in to tease:
"Whoa, look at you, Brother Song. Everyone says your way of hitting on girls is so clichéd. How come you're using that line again..."
"Slap!" A forceful slap flew towards his shoulder.
Kong Wu looked at Song Qian, whose face had turned somewhat angry, and his eyes shrank for a moment. He fell silent.
"Jiang Yan, Brother Sun, there are some things I will explain to you when the time is right. Right now, I really can't speak openly, especially since there are some matters that even I haven't fully figured out.