The man stroked his chin beneath the mask.
"Tian Feng, huh? A befitting name for a Beauty such as you." He complimented.
Shen Tianyu pouted and put her hands on her hips. "Young Master, it's your turn now. You promised, you can't back out."
"Haha. Of course. I'm not backing out." He laughed as he put his cheeks in one hand, looking at her pouting face. "I... I am Rong Jian."
"Then, Young Master Rong." Shen Tianyu replied with a smile. After a brief moment, her smile faltered and a questioning look appeared in her eyes. "Rong Jian? Isn't that the name of..." she trailed off.
A trace of panic flashed across his eyes but he covered it up with a laugh. "Haha. I hear that a lot. Unfortunately, I'm not him. If I was..., maybe I'd have more time visiting you."
