For a long time, Zhang Qian didn't respond.
Lin Shuyu didn't know what he was thinking.
After a moment, Lin Shuyu asked, "Ah Qian, are you listening to me?"
Zhang Qian, expressionless: "Yeah, I'm listening."
Once Lin Shuyu confirmed that Zhang Qian was listening, she continued, "I accidentally discovered it in Lin Wei's room when I knocked down a book from the shelf. I can't be sure if they are the same person, but after seeing the photo, I felt the young girl looked somewhat familiar... Ah Qian, what's her name? Do you have her information?"
Zhang Qian's fingers on the steering wheel were gradually tightening, his knuckles starting to turn pale.
Then, he said, "I can't remember. She was just a temporary cleaner sent from the housekeeping agency. I never really paid attention to such a person."
