Cheng Xingyang, having grown up with him since childhood, knows Jiang Ran pretty well—not entirely, but definitely to a considerable degree.
Looking at him this way...
"Hey, bro, did you run into some good luck?"
Jiang Ran lifted his head, raising an eyebrow.
"That obvious?"
"Nonsense!!"
Cheng Xingyang leaned in close to Jiang Ran, thinking of Su Yan, who had just been personally escorted away by Jiang Ran, and smiled a little viciously.
"Hey, does it have something to do with that Miss Su Yan?"
His face full of gossip.
Jiang Ran raised his eyelids, his eyes pitch-black as he stared at him.
After being stared at for a while, Cheng Xingyang felt a bit awkward and coughed forcefully.
"Just casually asking."
Saying that, he tried to change the subject.
But who would have thought, Jiang Ran, with a smile curling up at the corner of his lips, leaned against the corner of the wall, his posture lazy as he spoke.
"Call her sister-in-law in the future."
