"Lin Feng, are you at Cemetery 31?”
Ziyan's mother's voice sounded very pleasant.
Her tone wasn't as firm as a typical strong woman's, but she was usually straightforward. However, when she spoke to Lin Feng, she seemed to restrain her tone.
One could often tell a person's age from their tone.
However, to Ziyan's mother, this sentence didn't seem to be true.
Many women in their late thirties, especially those with status and status, spoke slowly and gently. One could guess their age at a glance.
Lin Feng turned around and saw a black Rolls-Royce parked there.
In Haicheng, Rolls-Royce wasn't too rare. There were quite a few of them. Since Ziyan's mother asked him to look to the right, it was obvious who the Rolls-Royce belonged to.
The door opened and Ziyan's mother walked out with a smile on her face.
"Chairman Ren, why are you here?" Lin Feng walked over and asked.”
" I was just passing by," Ziyan's mother said." I thought you'd be here, so I came to take a look. Isn't it already noon?" Are you hungry? Let's have a meal together.”
Just passing by?
For some reason, Lin Feng didn't think it was a coincidence.
Putting aside this question, Lin Feng looked at the time. It was indeed noon, and he was a little hungry.
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