Wang Meng stood up and smiled. "Not at all. You're right on time."
The voice sounded a bit familiar. The other four people in the room froze for a moment. 'So familiar... who could it be?'
Ordinarily, they should have recognized it immediately, but it belonged to someone who should have been absolutely impossible to see here!
The melon seeds in Ji Jin'Er's hand fell to the floor. She covered her mouth in astonishment. "It's Sister Chuxue."
Han Chuxue walked in, looking a little surprised. "Jin'Er, I didn't expect to see you here."
Han Chuxue herself was a bit surprised. Anyone willing to come under these circumstances was surely a friend of Wang Meng's, but given Wang Meng's old reputation, she had no idea who would show up.
