"Throughout the whole street, there are only these two people," she said. "Do you think the woman inside might be Yao Ruyi?"
After the four people looked around for a while, the woman suddenly furrowed her brows and asked.
The man beside her looked carefully at the woman in Wang Chen's embrace and shook his head, "It shouldn't be her. I remember Yao Ruyi was wearing a pink coat just now, but now it's black.
Moreover, we had previously inquired about that bitch Yao Ruyi's information; her colleagues and friends all say she's very picky and has been without a boyfriend.
But look at this guy now, not only is he thin and frail, but he also looks like he's dressed in cheap street clothes. Even if Yao Ruyi were to look for a boyfriend, she definitely wouldn't choose someone like him."
After listening to the man's analysis, the others nodded in agreement.
