Xu Qinghuan had met Fu Jiajia's cousin before. He was the polar opposite of his cousin—mature and composed. A physics professor at a young age, he clearly came from a family of academics. As Xu Qinghuan arrived at the entrance of Futuo Temple, she spotted a woman by a pillar, waving frantically at her. She walked over, exasperated. “There are so many people. Aren't you embarrassed?” “Embarrassed a