Xia Yiwan stood there with her mouth agape, and took a while to react. She tried to stop Yan Xia and at the same time, bowed to the people next door in apology, "I'm sorry! We didn't do it on purpose."
"Not on purpose? So, it was intentional?" The unscathed man responded with a chilly demeanor and snorted in disdain.
"I did not do it intentionally, my foot was numb." Yan Xia also quickly stood straight up and bowed deeply to the man.
At that moment, the man who Yan Xia had bumped into slowly turned around, giving Yan Xia a splendid smile, "Hi! Little Lala, we meet again!"
The man had a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes, wore a linen shirt, had a healthy wheat-colored complexion, and a row of perfectly white teeth showed when he smiled.
"..." Xia Yiwan.
What's going on?
Meanwhile, Yan Xia was completely stunned, "Do I know you?"
