"I saw you once by Jiaoyang’s side when I went to deliver her birthday present."
Hearing the name ‘Jiaoyang’, the expressions of the people present changed.
Sheng Jiaoyang racked her brains to recall the scene that Shen Zhining had mentioned. How strange, she didn’t have any impression of this. There was no recollection of these two together in her memories.
At that moment, Lin Yan’s gaze immediately shifted to Sheng Jiaoyang.
Without doubt, Sheng Jiaoyang understood his inquiring gaze. He wanted to know whether or not Shen Zhining knew her identity. But, how could she possibly answer him?
The way the two looked at each other with a kind of tacit understanding that seemed to say more made it hard for others to believe that there was nothing between them.
Shen Zhining’s gaze intensified and his grip around Sheng Jiaoyang's hand tightened, dragging her attention back to him.
"What's the matter?" Sheng Jiaoyang turned to look at Shen Zhining.
"I saw a few acquaintances earlier. Let’s go, I’ll introduce you to them," Shen Zhining calmly said.
Without waiting for Sheng Jiaoyang’s response, he said to...