"Xiao Xian, you know Huazhong and Wenqing?" Hong Chenghai asked out of curiosity.
After they exchanged greetings, Hong Chenghai couldn't hold back anymore and asked this question; the two middle-aged men beside him also peered at this young man curiously.
"Hehe. I've known them for a while now!" Chu Xian laughed.
"That's good, that's good. Young people should spend time together. Let me introduce you. This is Huazhong's father, and this is Wenqing's father," Hong Chenghai replied.
"Hello, uncles. How are you?" Compared to Hong Chenghai, the fathers of Huazhong and Wenqing were a little older.
"Mr. Chu, I've been hearing your name a lot lately, and today we finally get to meet! And you're friends with Huzhong and Wenqing as well - this must be fate!" Li Huazhong's father smiled at Chu Xian and Li Huazhong.