Ye Mingmei thought seriously and shook her head in disappointment, "No, he said he's not Yu Xiuzhun, and except for that face, nothing else about him is similar. Yu Xiuzhun wouldn't be so... refined."
The reason Ye Mingmei firmly believed Bai Zheng wasn't Yu Xiuzhun was these four words: refined and courteous.
Yu Xiuzhun had an arrogant personality, boastful and confident, always exuding a strong, noble aura that couldn't be ignored.
However, Bai Zheng gave her a very different feeling, calm and elegant... Besides that face, she couldn't find any similarities between the two.
Even his scent was different from Yu Xiuzhun's.
Bai Zheng had a faint medicinal fragrance, as if soaked in a medicinal bath, a special kind of freshness.
"Wait a minute, you said he has a medicinal scent?" Su Yiru caught a hint of anomaly, her eyes widened suddenly as she grabbed Ye Mingmei and questioned her.
Ye Mingmei froze, only realizing she had actually said her inner thoughts out loud afterward.
