Upon hearing the voice.
Jiang Ruan turns her head.
Her gaze falls on her.
She sees a face that is mysteriously smirky and flattering. Wrinkles meander down from the corners of his eyes, his eyes narrowed to a slit, exuding a cunning air. He's not very tall, dressed in a brightly colored yellow outfit, standing conspicuously amongst the crowd on the street.
Everyone could notice his presence.
Jiang Ruan narrows her eyes.
This man seems vaguely familiar.
He's probably in his forties and his outfit is exaggeratedly flamboyant. His face is full of smiles which instantly reminds one of salesmen.
"Who are you?"
Jiang Ruan raises an eyebrow slightly.
"Oh, we've met before! I'm You Zhongzhong. Didn't I give you my business card last time?"
You Zhongzhong, smiling, takes out another business card from his pocket.
Upon seeing those three familiar words.
Jiang Ruan finally remembers.
This man is the tattooist and psychologist she had previously crossed paths with.
