Nan Zhi could not be completely certain that the man just now was the one that she had slept with four years ago.
She had only given him a cursory glance before she had left the room, after all. Besides, it had been a few years. Even if her memory was good, it had been enough time to blur the specifics from that one bizarre encounter.
If she could meet him again, she would first get a strand of his hair and use it for a DNA test with Xiaojie's hair.
Nan Zhi had moved a few steps forward with the umbrella above her, when another thought flew into her mind and she noticed that something did not seem right.
The gaze that the man had on her when he threw the ring in to her bag…
Nan Zhi looked down in trepidation.
