The old man couldn't take it, so after sitting for a while, he went to rest. Only a few people were left in the living room.
Pei Ying smiled and said, "Qinghan, Ji Yunya is also from Jiangzhou. You both grew up in the same place, so you could be considered hometown folks."
Pei Qinghan smiled slightly. Although his smile was gentle and pleasant, it always carried a kind of aloofness that kept people at a distance. His eyes didn't look at anyone, and his voice was as mesmerizing as a poppy.
"I've heard of Miss Ji's great name, but I've never had the chance to meet her."
So, they don't know each other?
Pei Xinyi didn't believe it. With a woman's intuition, there was definitely something going on between them. Pei Qinghan had enormous influence in Jiangzhou, and Ji Yunya was the most distinguished socialite in Jiangzhou. It was impossible for them not to have crossed paths. The more they pretended not to know each other, the more likely there was an issue.
