467 Mianmian, Is This Your Friend?

Yan Shaoqing looked confused. "She called me Third Yan?"

"Yes…"

"Damn!" Yan Shaoqing broke out in cold sweat right away. He seemed startled. "Is that my sister?!"

But, his sister didn't have such a good voice.

Did his sister actually sound so sweet and gentle?

Why hadn't he noticed it before?

Why did Yan Shaoqing immediately think it was his sister?

Well, because only a few people would call him Third Yan. Besides his grandma, mother, and Shen Rou, the only other female who would call him Third Yan was his sister.

The waiter had never seen the First Miss of the Yan family, but he could guess that the girl definitely wasn't the Yan family's First Miss.

Not her charisma, not her age.

"Young Master Yan, it's a very young girl. I don't think she's First Miss Yan."

"Not my sister?" Yan Shaoqing was even more confused now. "Then, who could it be?"