'A mole?' The mole was very inconspicuous. One wouldn't notice it if one weren't looking carefully. A thought flashed in Sheng Hanye's mind. 'If Jiang Niansheng also had this mole on her neck...' Sheng Hanye's hands trembled and the frame fell to the ground.
He charged towards the master bedroom like a mad bull!
When he arrived, Jiang Niansheng was already asleep. She closed her eyes, cushioned her hands behind her eyes, and slept peacefully. Sheng Hanye didn't dare move too loudly lest he woke up.
He carefully brushed back her hair and examined her neck. It was fair and delicate, decidedly without a mole. Sheng Hanye looked for a few more minutes. But there was nothing to be found.
Yet another false hope. Then again, what was he expecting? Why would he hope against hope that Wen Wan was still alive? And to think that Jiang Niansheng was Wen Wan? That was preposterous.
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