Yan Jingwan asked him, "Then how did you know I was from the art troupe? And why did you ask me for performance tickets?"
Lu Ming lowered his head somewhat uncomfortably and whispered, "My friends and I have secretly visited your art troupe and have seen you there several times."
There were indeed children who often sneaked over to the art troupe to watch the actors rehearsing.
Yan Jingwan nodded: "So that's how it is."
"But I can't give you tickets for the show. If you want to see it, ask your parents to take you."
Lu Ming lowered his head in disappointment and was about to leave dejectedly.
Yan Jingwan called out to him, "Little boy, you haven't told me where Captain Qin's home is."
Lu Ming suddenly got angry: "Didn't I just tell you? Why did you still go to his house?"
"I'm not against him. I have something to do with his sister." Yan Jingwan explained with a smile.
Seeing that Lu Ming still didn't say anything, he emphasized his tone: "Are you going to tell me where his home is? If not, I'll ask other kids."
Lu Ming pointed angrily, "Look, it's in this alley, the third door is it."
Having reached her destination, Yan Jingwan no longer had the heart to play with the child. She stepped on the pedal and waved at him: "Thank you, little friend."
The bicycle blew into the alley like the wind, and even Lu Ming's sullen "you're welcome" was thrown behind her mind.
Yan Jingwan parked her bicycle in front of Qin Zheng's house and knocked on the door: "Is anyone home?"
"Yes, I'm at home." Feng Juan came out of the east wing and saw that the visitor was a pretty girl with a pale face. She was stunned for a moment before asking softly, "Miss, who are you looking for?"
"Auntie, you are Yun Qiao's mother, right? I'm Yun Qiao's friend, my name is Yan Jingwan, and I have something to ask her." Yan Jingwan asked politely, "Is Yun Qiao home?"
"Yes, she's here." Feng Juan called Yun Qiao out loudly, and watched the two of them enter the main room, still a little dazed.
It turned out that she was Yan Jingwan, and she was indeed very beautiful.
No wonder someone as picky as Qin Zheng fell in love with her at first sight.
It truly lives up to its reputation.
Feng Juan went into the house dazed and went to talk to Aunt Feng, while Yun Qiao took Yan Jingwan to her room.
She moved a chair and asked Yan Jingwan to sit down: "Yan Zhizhi, which foot did you sprain? Take off your shoes and let me see."
Yan Jingwan didn't move in a hurry. She just said, "Don't call me Yan Zhizhi anymore. It sounds awkward. I'm a few years older than you. You should just call me Sister Jingwan."
Yun Qiao readily agreed: "Damn it, Sister Jingwan."
"Then I will call you Yun Qiao." Yan Jingwan said with a smile.
Yun Qiao nodded and asked her which foot she sprained.
Yan Jingwan patted her leg and said, "This one."
"But it doesn't hurt at all now." As Yan Jingwan said this, she not only pulled up her trouser legs to let Yun Qiao see her smooth ankles, but also stood up and walked around the room.
She walked with a very steady posture, her steps light and flexible, and there was no sign of sprain at all.
He was just walking in the yard and was limping a little.
Yun Qiao looked at her in surprise: "Sister Jingwan, is your foot not sprained?"
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