"I feel like I've seen you before, where have we met?" He Yanming looked at Pan Shuangshuang and asked.
"I work at this restaurant. Whenever you came, He Xiangdong, I was the one serving you!" Pan Shuangshuang glanced at the restaurant and smiled at He Yanming.
"Ah, I see!" He Yanming suddenly realized.
"…"
Pan Shuangshuang didn't entangle with He Yanming any further and turned around to go back to work at the restaurant.
If this had been before today, Pan Shuangshuang would be starry-eyed upon seeing He Yanming because she liked outstanding men, men who could handle her.
With his illustrious family background and his own merits, He Yanming was definitely Pan Shuangshuang's type.
But, when compared to Ye Chen, He Yanming was clearly trash!
Pan Shuangshuang was filled with thoughts of Ye Chen, this enigmatic, mythological, heretical being.
Pan Shuangshuang wanted to post on her moments to record today's unique experience, to note down that mysterious man.
