Qi Yun was also a bit stunned, looking at the woman in front of him, totally unexpected to meet here.
The Miss Wang mentioned by Shi Feng wasn't anyone else but Wang Fei, the young lady whose dog went missing before, who had sold a pen wash worth ten thousand yuan and stamps worth eighty thousand yuan as scrap to Grandpa Li—her father-in-law.
"Haha, yes, I didn't expect to meet you here." Qi Yun replied with a smile.
Shi Feng turned around in surprise: "You... you know each other?"
Qi Yun nodded: "Yes, I had collected some scrap from Ms. Wang's house before."
Upon hearing this, Shi Feng's expression grew even more vivid. He tried to widen his squinting eyes, looking at Wang Fei, then Qi Yun, smacking his lips, "You... you really collect scrap?"
Qi Yun said calmly with a serious face, "Yeah, I told you already."
Shi Feng was still somewhat unconvinced but did not dwell on it further. He brought chairs over and invited Wang Fei and Qi Yun to sit down, then poured hot tea.
