"Ah Lan, I'm really sorry." Yan Tingyue removed her hat while speaking, "I invited you to accompany me to the art exhibition, but ended up neglecting you."
"Teacher, you're being too serious," Ye Wanlan didn't mind, smiling faintly, "Your work is more important, and our goal is to revive Kunqu opera."
"Please, have a seat, no need to be so formal with me," Yan Tingyue then noticed the other two people at the dining table.
Rong Yu stood up frantically, his mouth agape with an expression screaming 'incredible' and 'he's going to go mad'.
Who could tell him that Yan Tingyue's disciple was Ye Wanlan?!
"Xiao Rong?" Yan Tingyue was slightly startled, "And Xiao Yan?"
She had a good memory, especially for someone with the appearance and bearing of Yan Tingfeng—a person she wouldn't forget after just one glance.
"So you are Ah Lan's friends."
"The teacher Student Ye mentioned is you?!"
Two voices sounded at the same time.