The figure is relatively plump.
Looks like someone from the border regions.
The body should be larger, and the eyes are different from ordinary Han people.
Beside the man sits a middle-aged woman with graceful and delicate features, resembling Ou Qinglan somewhat.
It should be her mother.
"Your mom and I guessed that you must be dating someone! Last time you asked for money to buy a shop front, it was for this guy, right?"
The man's Mandarin isn't very standard, carrying a slight ethnic accent.
"I haven't spent a dime of that money; it's all on this card."
She takes out a bank card from her bag and directly hands it over.
The man doesn't take it.
The tension is palpable, filled with hostility.
Ou Qinglan doesn't call them mom and dad when she sees this middle-aged couple.
