Looking at Zhang Haimo, whose smile had faded, Yin Nanfeng frowned slightly. She had known all along that beneath the youthful, deceptive mask of the person before her lay the deep, cold indifference characteristic of the Zhang Clan.
Scanning the faces of the two briefly, she said indifferently, "I've made myself clear as well. My man cannot have the surname Zhang." As her words fell, the parlor fell silent for a fraction of a second before the melodious ringing of a cell phone broke the quiet.
Yin Nanfeng took out her phone from her bag, glanced at the caller ID, and answered, "What is it?"
Chapter 656