After traveling around the world for so many years, Nan Song has had many titles.

When she married Yu Jinwen, she even gave herself a three-character pseudonym of "Lu Nansong".

But this was the first time I heard someone call her "Nan Song Collection".

My surname is Nan, and my name is Song, does he collect books?

Did he think she was Yi Yang Qianxi, with a four-character name that was so foreign?

"This is Mr. Captain."

Nan Song still asked politely: "Are you Chinese?"

The man had a dull face and glanced at her calmly, "I am Chinese from country T. I have roots in China and am a descendant of Yan and Huang."

Just such a word instantly brought us closer to each other.

From country T?

Nan Song raised his eyebrows.

"Nice to meet you." She took the initiative to extend her hand, already very sure in her heart, "Do you know my eldest brother, Luo Junheng?"

Just after she finished speaking, she added: "Oh, Luo Junheng is his Chinese name. People around him usually call him 'Earl Hill'."

"I'm not his side."

The captain remained expressionless, "That's why I call him Luo Junheng."

"..."

Nan Song felt cold all over his body. Is he telling a cold joke?

What a lump of ice.

He seemed to have no interest in chatting, and turned his attention to the book again, but it seemed as if someone suddenly knocked the Tianling Cap.

"Oh." He realized later: "You are not called 'Nan Song Collection'. This book is your collection. Your name should be...Nan Song."

He cast his icy eyes on Nan Song with a serious look on his face, as if he was seeking to know something great and important.

"Is it right?"

Brother, what else?

Nan Song felt dumbfounded, but since he is so sincere, we can't laugh at his Chinese brother's cultural level, right?

"right."

She introduced herself by name, "My name is Nan Song."

The man nodded, seeming to be very satisfied with his intelligence and fully affirming himself.

"Nan Song." He chewed her name slowly, "It sounds very nice."

Nan Song was surprised by his reaction, "My eldest brother asked you to pick me up, but he didn't tell you my name?"

"No."

He shook his head, "I know your English name, Grace. He said that the most beautiful girl in the first class cabin on the plane is his sister."

That is.

Nan Song was happy for a second, then realized something was wrong. He glanced back and saw two dark and innocent faces to the left and right.

"..."

On the plane, first class, the most beautiful girl?

She seemed to be the only girl in the first class cabin.

It turns out that her appearance only defeated the two rough men, Xiang Zuo and Xiang You.

She curled her lips and said, "Really, even though it is a victory, it is still a shame."

left:"?"

To the right:"?"

Confused.

Mr. Captain didn't know that he had inadvertently stirred up trouble. His clear eyes were still on the book, staring at the eight beautiful running scripts of "The Book of Nan Song is not for lending."
Chapter completed!