Ye Jian wasn't unfamiliar with Mrs. Qin. Of course, she would have a deep impression of Mrs. Qin when she was sized up by her like she was merchandise when they hadn't even spoken a word to each other.
That night, something happened to Uncle Chen and Mrs. Qin suddenly appeared. Ye Jian, who had never forgotten that night, would never forget Mrs. Qin.
If Mrs. Qin hadn't appeared, Ye Jian definitely wouldn't have remembered Mrs. Qin's gaze at that time. Now that she had appeared, there was even a deeper look of contempt in her eyes. If Ye Jian continued standing here and waited for them to come over, she'd be a fool.
She turned around and left, leaving behind the two people who were walking over.
When Mrs. Qin saw this, her expression changed. The contempt she tried her best to hide flashed past her eyes.
