"How is it you!"
Wen Mian didn't have face blindness, even after a long time she could still recognize him.
Moreover, Zhao Moxuan's presence haunted her, he was the person she least wanted to encounter in recent years.
As soon as they met, a smile rose on Zhao Moxuan's lips.
After a short while, he looked at her provocatively.
As if he had something to say.
"Wen Mian, long time no see, how have you been lately?"
How well she was doing probably didn't concern Zhao Moxuan.
The last thing she feared was sudden concern from someone she hadn't seen for a long time.
It was as if he had some favor to ask of her.
At this thought, Wen Mian took a deep cold breath and stood still for a long time without moving.
"Why did you come here?"
Her questioning gaze fixed on Zhao Moxuan.
Each eye contact felt as if she wanted to skin and debone Zhao Moxuan, which was terrifying.
