"Mr. Leng." Lin Xue stood up, a bit uneasy, and greeted Leng Sichen.
Leng Sichen's sharp gaze swept over her briefly, then he nodded slightly and was pulled to sit on the sofa by Guo Chunya, who started to chatter, "Xiaoxue is truly a good kid. I met her while listening to opera at the Plum Garden the other day. Nowadays, young people are so restless, but she seemed to genuinely enjoy it, saying she was gathering material for a new play by the director. We've gotten to know each other over time. I often take her out for lunch and shopping, and she doesn't mind me being a bothersome old lady. She even accompanied me to the doctor when my back was bothering me a few days ago!"
"Is it better now?" Leng Sichen asked.