"Because I am Su Yang."
Ling Ruonan's pupils suddenly trembled, her gaze surveying Sang Qian's face before releasing her like she was startled and shaking her head, "No, you're not Su Yang. Su Yang isn't like this."
Sang Qian knew Ling Ruonan was talking about her appearance, "Su Yang's face was ruined by sulfuric acid, have you forgotten? I just underwent plastic surgery, to come back to life with a new identity, that's all."
Ling Ruonan stared at Sang Qian's face, "Plastic surgery?"
"Yes, otherwise how would I know all these truths?" Sang Qian continued, "Do you remember the Sweet Osmanthus cakes with bean paste from Cai's that I bought when I visited Aunt Jiang? And how I told you that you resembled someone from my past life, not just resembled, but you are that person from my past."
