Lin Xinlan speculated, "I don't think Ouyang Che came for you, and of course, I don't believe he's genuinely pursuing me. Maybe he has other motives."
Wushuang's eyes sparkled, and she smiled slightly, saying, "Let's not talk about these matters. There's nothing to worry about; let's eat."
"I also believe there's no need to worry. If they really make a move, we'll just play it by ear."
Rong Shaoze agreed, casually putting some food into Lin Xinlan's bowl.
The three of them were eating when a servant approached respectfully, "Miss, the Grand Elder requests to see you outside."
Ouyang Qing had arrived.
No one knew why he came here.
Wushuang thought for a moment and said, "You two go upstairs and hide for a while, don't confront him directly."
"Alright." Lin Xinlan nodded, and she and Rong Shaoze went upstairs.
The servant swiftly cleaned up the tableware, and Wushuang sat down on the sofa. In a moment, a middle-aged man, around fifty, strode in.
