"Sir, are you calling me? I think you've mistaken me for someone else. I don't know you." She looked at him coldly, suppressing her chaotic emotions, her gaze remarkably calm.
The clear and calm voice dispersed in the silent banquet. The guests were surprised and puzzled; this girl doesn't know the famous Ling Kong?
Ji Lingkong curled his lips into a cold smile, "I don't know you, yet I know your name?"
"There are plenty of people with the same name in this world. What's so strange about a mistake? With your prestigious status, if a regular girl like me truly knew you, why would I deny it? You've really mistaken, I don't know you."
Jun Yiyi turned around, linking arms with Fengye Wuyin, leaning closely on his shoulder, her voice soft and charming.
"Wuyin, let's go!"
"Is this your choice?" A chilling voice came from behind her, as if it could destroy the world.
