Qin leran frowned involuntarily, and then raised a polite and unfamiliar smile: "Mr. Quan asked me to come. Could it be that yours invited the wrong person?"

"You are the little girl of the Qin family!" Old man Quan said again, with a loud voice, "You look younger than the one in the photo."

"You don't look the same as in the photo." Qin leran hated his staring at her. He hated it very much, but she didn't show it because she was well-educated since she was a child. She still politely greeted him.