"Who are you?" Su Xiaotong asked Zhao Shenkong with innocent eyes, full of suspicion.
The smile on Zhao Shenkong's face instantly froze, veins throbbing on his forehead.
"I am Zhao Shenkong. We've met half a year ago, Miss Su." Zhao Shenkong tried to appear composed as he spoke.
Even so, Su Xiaotong frowned and started flipping through a small booklet in her hand.
Zhao Shenkong was aware of Su Xiaotong's weak memory, but he didn't expect it to be this bad. Had she forgotten him so quickly after only meeting half a year ago?
After a while, Su Xiaotong finally found what she was looking for. She exclaimed in surprise, "So you're Zhao Shenkong! We've indeed met."
Zhao Shenkong twitched at the corners of his mouth. Even for someone as composed as him, Su Xiaotong had left him at a loss for words.
"Hahaha, Elder Su, your granddaughter is fascinating," Lu Wuwei laughed.
