"Familiar?" Xiu An was momentarily stunned.
He recalled Ye Shaohua's face, so bright and unlike anyone else from the village, and felt like it was somewhat familiar.
But he couldn't quite remember where he had seen her.
Xun Hao watched Ye Shaohua and Grandma Ye until their figures disappeared, then he withdrew his gaze.
"She really looks like that..." He began to say but suddenly laughed, "What am I thinking? If she were really from that family in Imperial City, how could she have ended up in this little mountain village?"
However, the girl was unnervingly composed.
Even Lin Ying was very obviously trying to ingratiate herself with their group, but Ye Shaohua had been calm from the start.
Thinking this, Xun Hao shook his head.
He had probably thought too much.
He looked down at the perfume Grandma Ye had given him, smiled, and decided to keep it because it smelled good.
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