Ignatius Leclair brought seven or eight freshly trimmed roses back into the room and arranged them in a vase. Seeing Maximilian arrive with Old Fourth, his lips curled slightly, and he said in a low voice, "You guys can go ahead to the tea room first."
After speaking, he walked up to Delphine and leaned close to whisper heavily in her ear, "Maximilian brought Old Fourth, Ji An, a brain specialist. If there's anything bothering you, just consult him."
Delphine's brows furrowed slightly. She had met Ji An before. Why was Ignatius introducing him again?
Her expression cooled as she took a step back and said lightly, "We met years ago. Ji An said he didn't like me the very first time we met."
Ignatius' phoenix-shaped eyes darkened slightly. Delphine had met Old Fourth before?
His deep, narrow phoenix eyes swept toward Ji An, who jumped in fright and waved his hands hastily as he stammered, "No, no, that's not it, that was, it-it was back then."
