Hearing the name Lin Lan uttered by Chen Hai, the woman in the middle clearly showed signs of shock.
She halted in her steps and stopped as well.
"Chen Hai..." Merely glancing over him a few times, she recognized him right away.
Compared to twenty or thirty years ago, Chen Hai hadn't changed much.
Perhaps due to the mismatch in age, although the woman called out Chen Hai's name, she was clearly astonished, her eyes filled with doubt.
"It really is you, right, you should be called Yang Huilan now, not Lin Lan anymore!"
After confirming that she hadn't mistaken him for someone else, Chen Hai brushed off the yes-men surrounding him and stepped forward with confidence, approaching the woman and greeted her.
Yang Huilan, compared to her soft and fragile self back in the day, was a completely different person in terms of demeanor.
