"This …" The moment Yun Meiyi's gaze got connected with the stranger at a distance, she felt the memory of his appearance flash. But just when she could have recognized him, the man avoided her gaze breaking the connect she has just made her with her memory lane.
Her brows jutted in a frown. But just when she would have thought that her thought might be her illusion, she saw the man bowing to her. Did she see it right? She was still not sure. But when she saw Lu Xifu turning to look back at her over his shoulders, she understood that it was not her illusion, rather the man has actually bowed to her.
But why? She did not know him. Also, she was suspicious of one thing…
