After he got back in his own unit, Han Ye dropped his smile. He walked to the couch and sat there for a long time.
"Xiao Lei... Lost her parents at 10 years old... Smart... Highly educated at a young age... Calls me Coward Ye..."
He listed down everything that he could remember from his conversation with Xiao Lei. He was almost 70% sure that Xiao Xiao Lei was Fan Wushuang.
Yet his brain refused to accept it. Covering his face with his hands, he groaned, "F*ck... It can't really be her, right..."
Han Ye suddenly jumped up and jogged to Lu Ziyan's room.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
A few seconds later, Lu Ziyan's voice could be heard coming from the other side of the door. "Come in! It's not locked!"
"What's up?" Lu Ziyan asked while looking into his closet for his pajamas. Since he was about to take a shower, his shirt was off and laid discarded on the floor.
