Liu Chang'an had not expected that his name was not actually Xie Guangkun. He was slightly surprised that he had remembered the other man's name incorrectly. That should have been a very rare occurrence, after all. He had always been gentle and courteous, and getting someone's name wrong inevitably made him feel a little guilty—it was also a sign of good upbringing.
"The last time An Nuan and I went to Lin'an, we ran into these people. They seemed to know you, and they even took out a photo of you for An Nuan to identify." Liu Chang'an sat down beside Qin Yanan, who had her legs slanted together to one side and was casually flipping through a newspaper.
After getting out of the car, she had already changed into high heels, making her calves look especially slender. Unlike An Nuan, whose leg muscles were stretched so long that she seemed to have no calves at all, Qin Yanan's legs possessed a soft fullness better suited to being wrapped in black stockings—more in line with most men's preference for feminine curves.
Normally, she liked to present herself as a pregnant woman, but when it came time to show off her beauty, she selectively forgot that pregnant women were not supposed to wear high heels.
"How did they ask, and how did An Nuan answer?" Qin Yanan raised her head with a hint of interest.
Women always focused on such different things. Shouldn't she first be looking into who these people were and why they seemed to know her?
"They took out the photo and asked An Nuan whether she knew the person in it. An Nuan said, 'She's my boyfriend's cousin.'" Liu Chang'an had been flipping through a book detailing the transactions between men and women behind the prosperity of