Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Young Master.”
After the large group of people left, a man in purple appeared beside Eldest Young Master Long and bowed to him.
“How did it go? Did she enter Jun Lin Hall?”
“No.” The man in purple shook his head. “Miss Zhao saw Yan Feng, and he made so sarcastic remarks. She didn’t seem to understand what he ant.”
He could not understand why Miss Zhao, who was usually so smart, could not recognize Yan Feng’s sarcasm.
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