"Shen Mosheng!"
Hearing this familiar call, Shen Mosheng's heart shuddered.
Turning around, he indeed saw Han Yingying approaching with a charming smile, just like in countless midnight dreams.
At any other time, he would have been overjoyed, but now he only felt more of a headache.
Yingying was so smart; had she really not understood what he was implying?
Or perhaps, had his declaration of identity backfired?
He felt anxious but couldn't show it, only managing to frown and stare coldly at Han Yingying as he asked displeasedly, "What are you doing here again?"
"To find you, of course."
"I've told you that your persistence is very annoying."
"I've also said that once I've set my sights on you, you can't escape, so just give up struggling." Han Yingying sat down naturally beside him, waved a waiter over, and ordered a breakfast identical to Shen Mosheng's.
Shen Mosheng's frown deepened, "Haven't you realized over all these days that I'm not the same person you knew?"
"No."
