Shen Feng looked at Xia Muyan, whose face veil had fallen, and the expression in his eyes flickered twice. His figure instantly appeared in front of her, and he embraced her, saying, "Yan'er, is that you?"
Xia Muyan's facial features were extremely symmetrical, and her thin lips were slightly parted, her face suddenly showing a stunned expression.
Although she had admired Shen Feng in her heart, and her heart had even fluttered before, that did not mean she was a lovesick woman. Suddenly being embraced by a strange man, she naturally could not accept it.
She had always been confident in her appearance. After Shen Feng saw her face and then suddenly made such a move, she couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed. Was this young man trying to take advantage of her?
Just as she was about to push Shen Feng away,
Shen Feng let go of his arms himself, and took two steps back, saying, "I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else; you look very much like an old acquaintance of mine."
