Sanbao was still unaware of the situation, practicing her violin upstairs.
Lin Dashan asked who the young man was.
Shao Yang quickly introduced himself. "I'm Sanbao's friend, and I am pursuing her!"
Everyone suddenly understood. So, it really wasn't Qin Jiang. Just as they'd thought; he was a foreigner.
Shao Yang had an impressive family background and an excellent character, and he carried the air of a young nobleman. He sat tensely on the sofa, surrounded by dozens of pairs of eyes, feeling as if he were on pins and needles, hardly daring to move. It felt even more nerve-racking than a business meeting, and he wasn't even sure what he'd said in response to their questions.
Were my answers even relevant? Did I make myself look like a fool?
"My family runs a company that deals in clothes, bags, shoes, perfume… just about everything."
"There are four of us in my family. I have an older brother, a younger brother, and a younger sister."
