Hearing that question, Jun Hua was dumbfounded. How could Ming Hui found out about that NOW? She was sure that she didn't give him any impression that she was Jun Min at all. She was still acting like usual without anything wrong.
Staring back at him, Jun Hua tilted her head. "Why are you asking that?"
"Your hand, you have the same wound as Jun Min."
Jun Hua raised her left arm. Right, the wound from fighting with the assassins around a year ago was still there. Although she had been using the medicine to make the mark disappeared, there were still some traces left there. It seemed she was really careless to let Ming Hui saw it.
The one who had seen this wound on Jun Min before only limited to a handful of people. But, Ming Hui was certainly among them. This blunder was something that Jun Hua couldn't cover up. What should she say? She couldn't possibly say that as a lady she was clumsy thus made the wound on her hand.
