Jun visibly stiffened. Even though he knew that Ai would never hate him for what happened but thinking back to that incident emerged a sense of crisis in his heart.
"...Yes. I asked Chyou to dig into Zhan Yahui's background and I came to know that I already knew her from before."
She blinked. "From before? But you didn't seem like you recognized her all this time."
He looked away. "That's because we met way back when we were kids."
That took her aback. "Really?"
She hadn't expected that Zhan Yahui, who was hell bent on ruining their lives, was someone Jun already knew from before.
"When did you two meet?"
"It wasn't a happy occasion. I was nine when I was kidnapped by Zhan Yahui's soon-to-be step-father."
If Ai had been standing, she would have stumbled and fallen hard on the floor. Fortunately, she was in bed. She looked into his eyes, incredulous. "Kidnapped? Y-you were kidnapped? Why?"
