Leng Youchen's phoenix eyes shimmered intensely as he stared at her without speaking. Her gaze was so clear and pure, it hardly seemed like she was lying. He had to admit that her proposal was very tempting to him.
But in this world, could there really be two women who looked exactly alike, such that even Leng Yanbo couldn't tell them apart?
A smirk suddenly played on his lips; the motion of feeding her soup didn't falter, "My lady, I really want to believe you, but don't you think what you're saying is a bit far-fetched?"
"If I hadn't gone through this myself, I wouldn't believe such fantastical things existed in the world either, but I've seen Wei Anjing at the gate of the University of London, UK, and she looked exactly like me. I can't explain why we look the same, but if you investigate, you'll know that I'm not lying—there really is another woman in this world who looks just like me."
