The manager said with a smile, "Miss Liu, you must have met our young master before. His name is Mo Huasong."
"It's really him." Liu Lanxi shouted indignantly.
No wonder everything felt so familiar to her, it was all Mo Huasong's doing.
But wait, how did Mo Huasong know what she liked to eat, especially the room, which was exactly like her own home.
Little did Liu Lanxi know that when Mo Huasong was with her, he listened to her talk about her home life.
And even though their relationship hadn't crossed the final boundary, Mo Huasong had seen Liu Lanxi's bedroom and knew what she liked and disliked.
Therefore, everything here was rearranged according to Mo Huasong's memories.
So, Liu Lanxi was stunned when she saw this scene.
Even her family did not know that all the dishes on the table were her favorites.
And the decorations in the living room, were all from artists she liked.
