"Shall we go? Oh, this girl, Wen Rong, it's been a long time since I last saw you. I didn't expect you to be here." Yun Zheng's eyes fell on this old acquaintance, Wen Rong.
As his words echoed, silence fell. Everyone turned their heads and looked at Wen Rong.
A question arose in everyone's mind at that moment: How does this man know Wen Rong?
Seeing the gazes of others, Wen Rong not only felt her stress and anxiety increase but also felt a bit embarrassed. She glanced at her husband, Tian Shen, from the corner of her eye.
Tian Shen was smiling at her, and the meaning in his eyes was clear and understandable: Face the fear and anxiety.
Wen Rong took a deep breath and then looked at Yun Zheng with determined eyes and an indifferent expression.
"Yun Zheng, it's been a long time."
"That's right, it's been several years since we last saw each other," Yun Zheng said with a smile on his face.
