When did they become so familiar with each other?
It was just a meeting at the Buddha Temple, yet she could address him so intimately?
Xie Xingyun glanced at her in self-deprecation and turned his horse around.
At first, Bai Xianyu still had doubts. After hearing Mo Xin's words, she could already confirm the identity of the man in front of her.
He was not Lin Yuan.
Rather, he was Mo Linyuan.
Mo was the imperial surname of Daqing.
Mo Linyuan was still smiling. "We met a few times by chance previously. We're old acquaintances, right?"
Bai Xianyu did not take this matter to heart. She had to care about a person in order to feel sad or embarrassed by his deception. To her, Mo Linyuan was just a casual acquaintance. Coupled with his special identity, it was understandable that he did not reveal his real name.
Hence, she quickly smiled. "Yes."
