As Tang Feng sized up Song Huanhuan, she was also sizing him up.
However, the way she looked at him, Tang Feng didn't like at all.
That gaze wasn't like she was looking at a person, it was more like she was looking at a dog, filled with a sense of superiority.
This puzzled him greatly.
They were sisters, after all, and their appearances were quite similar, with a nine-point resemblance, but why was sister Song Lele so likable while her sister was so annoying?
"You must be Tang Feng, right?"
Eventually, it was Song Huanhuan who broke the silence, but her tone of voice carried an arrogant air.
"You've got the wrong person, I'm called Ye Feng." Tang Feng couldn't stand her condescending attitude and deliberately contradicted her.
Song Huanhuan's mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm, "It doesn't matter whether you are Tang Feng or Ye Feng, to me, there is no difference. In any case, today is the first and also the last time we meet."
