Tang Luo was so sure that she finally made Yuan Simeng doubt her memory.
"Really... Then I must be mistaken. Sorry."
"It's okay," Tang Luo laughed. "There are so many people in this world, and there are quite a few that look similar. Maybe that person looked quite similar to me. That's why you mistook him."
"Maybe."
Yuan Simeng was a little embarrassed. However, she quickly pulled herself together.
"By the way, are you done with your high school exams too?"
"No, I'm not a senior until next semester. I did an extra year before that."
"Oh, ok! Where are you studying now?"
"Qing Ye High School."
"I have friends at Qing Ye High School! It's a place for top scholars! You must be a top scholar too!"
"I'm okay."
Mo Bonan watched the two people chatting back and forth, his mood turning a little bit worse.
Mr. Yuan looked at his daughter and Tang Luo chatting, smiling happily.
