Due to Jing Tian's insistence on morality, we followed the rules of etiquette.
The Lin family sent us invitation cards. Even Aunt Lan, who claimed to be ill, was invited.
This time, Qu Hao gave himself a new identity. He was the eldest young master of a mysterious organization and a profligate son.
"Is this identity safe?" I couldn't help but be curious.
Qu Hao smiled and glanced at Jing Ni.
Jing Ni said lightly, "It's safe. That real man is now in the state-level secret prison. He caught him with his own hands."
I unconsciously swallowed. Who asked about that?
Mai Qi smiled. "Nanxing wanted to know if anyone would recognize you. After all, many people have seen you. It's hard to guarantee that the Lin family doesn't know you."
Qu Hao smiled. "There aren't many people alive who can recognize me."