Qiao Xi's gaze stopped on the milk tea in the man's hand. Could it be that he really wasn't Gu Zheng? Twilight's figure and eyes were very similar to Gu Zheng's, but his temperament was very different, and his voice was also different. Hence, He Weinian and He Wenxian did not suspect that he was Gu Zheng.
Even though their figures were similar, their auras were different. It was difficult for others to associate the two of them, but she was Gu Zheng's wife. They had been together for a year, so she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Even so, she could not explain where that sense of familiarity came from.
Qiao Xi took a sip of milk tea and smiled. "It seems that you don't hate milk tea, Mr. Twilight?"
"Ms. Qiao, why do you think I hate milk tea?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted his cup and finished his milk tea. "Miss Qiao, the exchange has begun. Let's quickly take a seat."
