So much so that Yao Yao only needed a flicker of inspiration to instantly grasp the general idea of what was happening.
No, how could Wang Zhan possibly avoid eye contact?
One should know, that guy would always be either overbearing or harmless; he would never be this evasive. Therefore, Yao Yao could immediately be certain: the man in front of her, despite being an almost perfect replica of Wang Zhan, was definitely not him!
This realization immediately led her to another question: then, at this very moment, where was the real Wang Zhan?
Of course, even if Yao Yao had truly figured out that the Wang Zhan before her wasn't the real one, she wouldn't say it aloud, not even to Wei Daoming, who was relatively trustworthy, let alone Edward. After all, in the eyes of everyone who knew Wang Zhan's history, Edward's true nature was still a matter of doubt. Who could say if he was good or bad?
