"This person... I feel like I've seen them before."
Wen Mian had just stepped out the door when she saw Zhao Moxuan at the entrance, talking to himself.
In an instant, Wen Mian's heart skipped a beat, and her gaze towards Zhao Moxuan flickered avoidantly.
"Good that you're here. Look at the person up ahead, their back seems familiar, like I've seen them somewhere before."
Wen Mian pursed her lips, keeping silent, but thought to herself that she couldn't allow Zhao Moxuan to delve further into this.
Some matters, if dug up, would definitely have a bad effect on Wen Mian.
"Is that so?"
Wen Mian deliberately raised her voice, swiftly changing the subject.
"I don't find it familiar at all. Instead, I think you are acting a bit strange, always troubling me recently, staying close to me. Do you still have feelings for me?"
Were it not for Zhao Moxuan purposely picking a fight, she wouldn't have said those words.
