Queenie Tong's thoughts were in turmoil, and she sat there in a daze for a long time.
When she finally snapped out of it, she realized she'd somehow wandered into the room as if guided by fate.
"Sit wherever you like."
Hearing Evan Lin's voice, Queenie mumbled a response, her cheeks flushed bright red.
"That Rena Luo—do you know what her family's situation is?"
Once Queenie had found a chair and sat down, Evan glanced at her and asked.
"All I know is her family's in the Jiangsu-Zhejiang area, supposedly doing some kind of business, but I don't really know the details."
Queenie shook her head and looked at Evan, still a little hesitant: "Do you want her contact info? Or should I help you set up a meeting?"
"Back in the day, Rena and I were pretty close, but after graduation, I lost touch with her."
As she said this, a hint of worry flashed in Queenie's eyes.