Yi Qinghuan spoke in a low voice, "I've never had any contact with them, so I don't know what kind of person they are. I'm a bit curious."
"Since you've had no contact, then don't judge others for the time being, but..."
Li Jian always felt it was too much of a coincidence that Bo Qingshan was kidnapped. He furrowed his brows, his remaining words unsaid, and lightly pursed his thin lips, walking silently by her side.
Yi Qinghuan didn't ask him what he hadn't said.
The car stopped in the garage, Li Jian went to drive the car, asking her to wait at the entrance of the restaurant for a while.
After dropping her off at the Yi family, Li Jian was about to leave when he happened to run into Grandpa Yi, who was out for a walk and playing with birds, so he got out of the car and had a few words with him.
As soon as Li Jian left, Yi Qinghuan casually handed the food container to a servant and coquettishly took Grandpa Yi's arm.
"Grandpa, I remember you have a Thousand-Year Ginseng?"
