"I'm sorry." Zhou Zhen immediately apologized and lifted her chin to meet a rather familiar and handsome face. She got a good look of the fleeting ruthlessness in his eyes before mellow gentleness took over.
Growing up in a house of ill repute, she was a good judge of character especially when it came to men. She could identify pigs from gentlemen a mile away.
"It's fine." Su Muyan smiled and asked, "Are you alright? Were you burned?"
"Are you Su Muyan?" Zhou Zhen added uncertainty in her tone. After observing him for a bit, Zhou Zhen labeled him as a fake, a hypocrite, and a phony.
"Hello." Su Muyan's patience was already running thin to be drenched in coffee during a trip to the washroom. It was making his blood boil now that she recognized him too. His pet peeve was bumping into fans during his private time.
He hoped this woman was tactful enough not to bother him.
