The face happened to catch Pei Yibai's eye. His heart trembled, and he stared intently at the person on stage, not moving his gaze for a long time.
This scene fell into He Chengzhi's eyes, clearly showing that Pei Yibai had seen the young idol. He let out a deep sigh.
"Are you talking about that person?" Pei Yibai spoke and raised his hand, pointing precisely at Yiting's back.
"Yes, do you also find his face familiar?"
Pei Yibai lightly curled his lips, "More than just familiar."
Though the face was still youthful, compared to the photo of Yiting from six years ago, it was just a larger version of Yiting.
"What do you think? He indeed looks a lot like Yiting, but is there some kind of relationship between them, or is it just a resemblance?" At this point, He Chengzhi was no longer as nonchalant as before and had a serious expression.
If the young master of the Pei Family were still alive, it would be a big deal, incomparable to watching the match.
