C247 Four Hands Playing

"You're finally back!" There was both eagerness and a hint of reproach in Qin Fen's voice.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Heng scratched his head and sat down in his seat. Behind him was a young foreigner.

"Hello, my name is Merlin." The foreign teenager greeted Qin Fen. His Chinese sounded very clear, not one bit worse than Qin Fen's group.

"Hello! I'm Qin Fen