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While choosing a shirt, a conversation suddenly came from opposite, "Zhenzhen, is that really you?"
The name Zhenzhen was extremely sensitive, and Cheng Zhiwei immediately looked up to see, indeed, it was Seo Zhenzhen, standing there with a man with yellow hair and an earring on one ear.
Very familiar.
That was...
Cheng Zhiwei reacted quickly, pulling Cheng Zhiyin behind a rack of clothes and at the same time, took out her phone to start recording.
"Huang Ye, what are you doing here," Seo Zhenzhen's tone was a bit panicked.
Hearing this name, Cheng Zhiwei had some impression, that was a classmate from her university.
But was he close with Seo Zhenzhen? Cheng Zhiwei couldn't remember.
She always couldn't recall anything about Zhou Lin and Seo Zhenzhen, yet that had little effect on other things.
The joy of old classmates meeting after many years was evident in Huang Ye's tone, "Long time no see, Zhenzhen, your leg is already healed, you can really stand up now?"
