As soon as Yan Yuling saw his face, she was sure that this man was the one she met in the hotel that night.
That night, his voice was husky, sounding sexy and dangerous. But today, his voice was low and clear, with a hint of a smile. When she heard his voice, she felt her heart skip not just once, but several beats in less than a second.
After a moment, she finally remembered that she had not only thrown the slippers into the man's face, but also gave him several buns on his head as she sent him to the hospital.
After glancing at his head, she decided to feign ignorance. For an unknown reason, despite him having a pair of beautiful eyes she felt scared when she looked into his eyes.
She lowered her head, held out her hand and said, "I'm sorry for not looking at the road, but I'm in a hurry. So, please return my phone."
After listening to her words, Feng Zhexuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Little girl, you don't recognize me at all?"
