Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe's face showed a look of astonishment. Just as he was about to greet Jiang Qinglan, he saw Xia Shiqing's cold face on the sofa, and immediately swallowed his words.
He suddenly remembered what Xia Shiqing had said before, that Xia Shiqing's son was killed by the current Empress.
At this moment, Jiang Qinglan was smiling, looking at Sun Zhe. Her whole demeanor was elegant and noble, completely unlike the panicked state she was in when she last saw Sun Zhe, as if nothing had ever happened.
Yet Sun Zhe's imposing figure was deeply etched in her mind, unable to be dispelled.
"Qingqing, this is…"
Xia Shiqing, with an expressionless face, seemed unwilling to speak to her, and said lightly, "Sun Zhe, my sister's child."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qinglan's beautiful eyes lightly trembled, and she suddenly got up and walked to Sun Zhe, sizing him up again, and smiled softly, "You are Sister Yue and Ah Wei's child, didn't expect you've grown so much."
