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