Xiaoyao always felt like there was something flashing through her brain.
But before she could see the images clearly, suddenly, a powerful force violently flung her out.
"Ugh!" She was thrown to the ground and instinctively braced herself with her hands.
Accidentally, the back of her hand rubbed against the ground, and instantly, it hurt so much that she gritted her teeth in pain!
The back of her hand was scraped, and a few threads of blood began to seep out.
She turned her head and glared at the culprit. That bastard was still standing by the table, looking down at her from above.
In his eyes was nothing but rage.
"Who exactly are you? Why do you know so much about Lili and me?"
It must be because of this!
Who was it that found a woman so similar to Lili and placed her by his side!
Not only was her silhouette similar, but even her every move and smile seemed to come from the same person.
Feng Yexuan could only think of one word: imitation!
