The flashes of light flickered all around, the blinding brightness making it nearly impossible for her to make out the face of the person in front of her—only the deep, midnight-like eyes were deeply imprinted in her heart.
Yun Ya suddenly stepped back, quietly dodging his hand.
"Do we know each other?"
It wasn't a surprise that they knew each other's names, but this was their first meeting, and the tone was oddly familiar, as if they had known each other for a long time, making Yun Ya suspicious.
The man looked down with a smile, offering his hand warmly and clearly, "Pleased to meet you for the first time."
Yun Ya's suspicion deepened, she stared at him warily for a few seconds before finally extending her hand to gently shake his.
"You don't know me, but I know you," the man suddenly said.
This person was so strange. Yun Ya's thoughts raced, and she followed Dong Xieyou into the TV station.
