Bab 409: Gu Chengyun's Painting

The beautiful figure froze when she heard Xiao Lin's voice. She turned out, and it was none other than Wang Yuelan, who seemed equally as surprised. Clad in a black, mature-looking professional skirt, she held a file bag in her hands and was staring right at Xiao Lin as if she had seen a ghost.

Without a doubt, it was Wang Yuelan, whom Xiao Lin had just met two days ago. Xiao Lin thought that the two of them would never meet again, but it came as a surprise that they would meet again in less than a few days.

"Why are you here?" Doubts flashed in Xiao Lin's mind.