"You… Why are you here?" Luosang paused in shock for quite a while. It had only been a few days, but she somehow felt that he looked a little haggard.
Nian Junting stayed silent, eyes fixed on the penguin doll that was on top of her suitcase. He quickly took out his phone, searched the entertainment news about Chi Shengxu that he had read last night, and then compared the penguin doll in the photo with the one on Luosang's suitcase. The woman in the photo was holding the same doll. So, the ugly woman in the photo was really Luosang. What Chi Shengxu had told the public was a lie.
"Why don't you answer my question?" Luosang felt uncomfortable under his gaze.
