And this chill was obviously heading towards Wang Ping.
He Xiaowen's heart tightened for no reason, and she secretly squeezed Wang Ping's hand.
Wang Ping, on the other hand, still had an unshakable calm expression, but turned slightly and asked, "What else can you do, Madam?"
Luo Yin walked towards him, approaching a safe distance from him.
She was very close and stared into his eyes.
"Wang Ping."
Luo Yin suddenly spoke up, called him by his name, and asked calmly, "Are you really Wang Ping?"
The unceremonious question shocked everyone.
There was silence in the hall.
Everyone's shocked gazes were fixed on Luo Yin's face for a few seconds, and then moved to Wang Ping's face.
Wang Pingzhen was as calm as ever. Faced with Luo Yin's offensive question, he was not angry and his expression remained unmoved.
He did not look at the crowd, but met Luo Yin's eyes again, his voice calm.
"I'm not Wang Ping, who else could I be?"
Luo Yin's butterfly-wing eyelashes trembled.
She just looked at Wang Ping intently for more than ten seconds, and her expression gradually became calm.
And during these ten seconds, He Xiaowen kept winking at Nan Song.
He Xiaowen: What is going on?
Nan Song shrugged: I don’t know either.
He Xiaowen winked: Did Aunt Luo know my Lao Wang before? They are old acquaintances.
Nan Song shrugged again: I don’t know.
He Xiaowen frowned: What can you know?
Nan Song: I don’t know anything.
This time she really didn't know, she was confused and curious.
Just when the situation was about to get out of control, Luo Yin suddenly withdrew her gaze and her expression returned to normal, "I was just kidding, please don't mind, Mr. Wang. You look very similar to my second cousin from my distant cousin's family.
The eyebrows, nose, and mouth are almost carved out of the same mold."
"..."
Everyone listened and frowned in unison: A second cousin from a distant cousin?
This is really a thousand miles apart.
Nan Song and Luo Junheng looked at each other, and question marks slowly appeared on their foreheads: Why don't they know what kind of cousin their mother has? A second cousin?
Wang Ping smiled faintly, "Really? That's quite fate."
He finally smiled.
Nan Song felt that today's meeting was really magical. Ms. Luo was crazy and Director Wang was ordinary.
This last smile can be regarded as a more complete ending.
But when Nan Song saw Wang Ping smiling, he always felt that his face was stiff and unnatural. He was either facial paralysis or had plastic surgery.
However, Director Wang will not undergo plastic surgery under any circumstances. It seems that facial paralysis is the only possibility.
He Xiaowen got into Wang Ping's car and followed him.
After Wang Ping and He Xiaowen were sent away, the whole family's eyes were directed towards Luo Yin.
Luo Yin yawned, "I'm a little sleepy."
She turned around and walked back.
"Mom, don't even think about running away! Come from the real deal!"
Nan Song chased after him and shouted, "When did I get a cousin?"