Tang Zimo barely mustered a smile: "I wasn't hiding, cousin. Why are you here too?" Tang Zimo greeted her.
"We are here to look at houses, we're getting married!" Tang Qian introduced her fiancé to Tang Zimo. "He's in financial futures, came back from Wall Street, Mike, say hello!"
The man named Mike, dressed in a suit, with a dignified air, smiled and extended his hand: "Hello!"
"Hello!" Tang Zimo reached out to shake his hand.
Yang Fan, standing by, found this whole scene rather odd. The greeting was perfectly normal, but why would Zimo think about wanting to avoid seeing this cousin? After all, it had been eight years.
"Zimo, we haven't seen each other for eight years. I heard you came back, bringing along your daughter. The Bai Family has collapsed, so are you now staying with your second uncle's family?" Tang Qian said a lot with a seemingly courteous smile.
