"...I might have mistaken you for someone else." Qin Jun's handsome face gradually showed disappointment. He leaned back, resting against the chair, shoulders relaxing. The dark blue sweater he wore matched Rong Yan's light blue shirt, at first glance, they appeared as if deliberately dressed in couple outfits because the colors complemented each other well. To outsiders, their facial contours seemed inexplicably harmonious, making them pleasing to the eye when sitting together.
He wore a luxury watch on his wrist, his left hand dangling on the table, shoulders leaning back, looking at Rong Yan, "After investigating Miss Rong, I've learned about your background. Coincidentally, I have a sister who went missing years ago, with experiences similar to yours, so I presumptuously tracked you down. I must have mistaken you for someone else. I'll treat you to today's coffee as my way of apologizing to Miss Rong. If you have other engagements, feel free to leave."
