Lin Qingping never thought someone so brazen existed in this day and age. Her brief silence only seemed to embolden the girl, who stepped right up to her. “You’re from the same village as Gu Jincheng, aren’t you?” the girl asked, her voice laced with arrogance. Technically, she wasn't, but it didn't matter. The girl’s intent was to emphasize one word: *village*. Lin Qingping smiled faintly. “Yes.”