Seeing Ling Chen and Leng Feifei walking side by side, Nanrong Hao's expression lit up with joy. He hurried over to them and called out, "Chen, you finally made it. I was just about to call you." Then his gaze shifted to Leng Feifei beside him and he greeted her politely.
In the past, a rich kid like Nanrong Hao wouldn't even have spared Leng Feifei a glance. But now, Leng Feifei was no longer that poor student she used to be. As a business partner, they were already standing on the same level.
Leng Feifei gave a slight smile and said, "You two go ahead and talk. I won't bother you."
Watching Leng Feifei walk into the Nanrong Family residence, Nanrong Hao pulled Ling Chen aside and asked in a low voice, "Chen, why are you only here now?"
"What's wrong?" Ling Chen pointed at the few large gift bags in his hand and said, "I just went to get a present ready for your grandfather."
