Seeing they weren't leaving, Jiang Ying called out to them. She surfed the internet daily and was spun into various major social media platforms; there was hardly any gossip she didn't know about.
"By the way, you guys remember Mo Lingwei, right? She's returned from studying abroad."
She had dug up quite a few stories these days. Beijing was about to become restless.
"Mo Lingwei." Feng Ye's grip on the reins tightened, his breath caught, and his tone rose by several notches.
Jiang Qi glanced at him. Mo Lingwei had always been the first love in his heart. He wondered how he planned to deal with it.
"Yeah, she came back this morning." Jiang Ying was somewhat surprised. Mo Lingwei got along quite well with them, and their relationships used to be quite complicated back then.
Jiang Qi signaled her not to talk anymore, but Jiang Ying didn't see any issue. To her, Mo Lingwei always seemed too fake—a woman who liked her brother, and Feng Ye, who liked her.
