Especially Father Ruan, I always feel like I've seen him somewhere before.
Where have I seen him?
Qiao Zheng racked his brains thinking for a while, but he couldn't recall anyone like Ruan Fengmian.
Maybe he made a mistake.
Qiao Zheng shook his head, temporarily putting the matter aside, and started chatting with others again.
In the guest seats, Ruan Fengmian's gaze swept over Qiao Zheng, and he squinted his eyes.
"Our daughter's side, that cocky old man, is he the second member of the Qiao family? What's his name again?"
"Qiao Zheng." Yang Liu replied lazily, "The favorite grandson of the Qiao family elder."
Ruan Fengmian tried hard to recall, and finally pulled Qiao Zheng out from the corners of his memory.
He suddenly realized, "Oh, I remember, back then during the Qiao elder's birthday, I even met this kid at the banquet."
Speaking of this, Ruan Fengmian couldn't help but sigh, "This kid was just a teenager back then, and now he's become a man in his thirties!"
