Wen Mu quickly composed himself, a tranquil smile playing on his refined features as he stopped Wen Xin from making a scene. He gently addressed Gu Xiaoer, "Miss Gu, I've long heard of you."
She knew her?
Gu Xiaoer looked puzzled at Han Luoli, only to see the man's inscrutable profile. Unsure whether to extend her hand, she found herself immobilized by Da Luoluo's tight embrace, so she could only respond with a smile.
"Hello."
Yet her confusion grew. This woman's figure seemed familiar...
Curly ponytail, professional outfit, and her calm, graceful voice—who could she be?
"Have we... met before?" Gu Xiaoer asked.
Wen Mu shook her head with a smile. Then, her finger, as if unconsciously, played with her curled ponytail, making the diamond hair clip glisten.
A diamond hair clip?
Gu Xiaoer's heart inexplicably clenched, skipping a beat. That's right, she remembered finding such a diamond hair clip in Da Luoluo's pocket before.
