"Who?"
"Luo Shufan."
In the exchange of questions and answers, Luo Qianqian's chopsticks slipped from her hand and fell to the floor. She looked incredulous, stood up directly, and grabbed Fang Youyuan's shoulders: "Who did you say?"
"Luo Shufan." Fang Youyuan's face was calm.
"My brother knows you???" Luo Qianqian's mouth gaped, her face full of disbelief: "Time, place, people, how did he meet you, how tall and heavy is he, did he get darker? Does he have a girlfriend? Does he look very healthy and well, or is he looking haggard? Is he eating properly? Is he...?" As Luo Qianqian spoke, tears rolled down, and she turned to hug Qin Nuan: "Boo hoo... brother..."
Looking at Luo Qianqian, the three of them were stunned, it seemed like they had never seen Luo Qianqian cry like this before.
