"Do you remember Li Er?" Feng Kun did not respond to her question but instead started another topic.
"Li Er?" Xia Ling frowned and thought for a while, before looking at him with a confused expression.
Feng Kun shook his head and sighed. Laughing, he said, "You… you were always lost in your own world and rarely remembered the names of the people around you. Let me give you a hint… Eight years ago at the Nebula Music Festival's annual celebratory dinner."
Xia Ling seemed to recall something after hearing this.
"Oh, her!" An outstandingly pretty face entered her mind. Even though there were beauties galore in the entertainment circle, her angelic face was something that left a lasting impression. That year, critics said that Li Er was the only person that could rival Xia Ling in terms of looks.
And there were those that said even more.
