Mo Wenwan saw the man gradually approaching, and a chaotic night flashed through her mind. She couldn't remember it very clearly, but upon seeing him, she was surprised to notice that his face bore some resemblance to the man from that night, though she couldn't be certain.
"Miss Mo Wenwan, hello, I'm Lu Xing."
It was rare nowadays for a man to introduce himself so readily. Mo Wenwan found herself coming up with some intriguing thoughts about Lu Xing. Staring intently into his eyes, she smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Lu, haven't we met in a setting like this before? You look very familiar."
"Heh, typically, that's a line men use first. Miss Mo, you're certainly not one for following conventional scripts."
Mo Wenwan fixed her gaze on Lu Xing, suddenly finding him intriguing. Thinking back to earlier events, she still felt an uneasy twinge in her heart, so she struck up a conversation with him.
