Understanding what Nolan Hui has in mind, Qiao Anran prescribed the right remedy and said something quite philosophical.
Considering the meaning of these words carefully, Nolan Hui felt more and more that they made perfect sense: "Anran, I hadn't noticed, but after all these years of not seeing you, you now exude an air of greatness. It seems you've had some extraordinary experiences over the years."
Qiao Anran chuckled: "I'm merely stating some thoughts, it's like a novice trying to teach a craftsman."
Then there was silence in the car again. Nolan Hui drove peacefully, and after a while Qiao Anran thought for a moment and asked, "Did Yang Fan come to Yanjing to find his family?"
"Yes, he's an orphan, and this time he came to Yanjing to look for his family."
Qiao Anran frowned: "If he's an orphan, how does he know what his father's surname is? And why does he have the surname Yang?"
