"Jiang Li, what are you trying to do?" Tang Wanru felt inexplicably uncertain and frowned again. Ignoring the fact that Old Master Jiang was present, she said in a sharp tone, "How do you know that your sister isn't Zhui Guang? She's so good at playing the piano. What if she's Zhui Guang? What do you want her to clarify?!"
When Jiang Li was about to go out, he stopped again, turned around, and looked at her with cold, black eyes. "She's not Zhui Guang."
Tang Wanru was stunned. "How do you know she's not?"
"Because I know who's the real Zhui Guang!" Jiang Li said loudly.
Tang Wanru's unease became stronger and stronger. She clenched her palm tightly and was about to ask "Who's Zhui Guang?", but Jiang Li didn't give her the chance. He walked away without looking back, leaving Tang Wanru to shout behind him.
"Jiang Li! Get back here!
"Jiang Li, get back here, do you hear me!"
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