"Who are you?" Zhang Xiaoshan looked at the strikingly beautiful girl in front of him, his expression tinted with a trace of confusion.
He felt a faint sense of familiarity with the girl but couldn't for the life of him remember where from.
"Hmph."
The bright and cheerful girl immediately stomped her feet, pouted her lips, and spoke with an air of aggrievance.
"Little Shan senior, you really have a short memory for important people, even forgetting about me. When you were studying at the county high school, you often followed my mom home for meals and tutoring..."
"Tutoring, meals?"
Zhang Xiaoshan suddenly snapped to attention.
"You, you, you're Youyou?"
Zhang Xiaoshan quickly grabbed the girl's arm, his eyes brimming with surprise and excitement.
Sun Youyou.
