Gao Mengting turned around in surprise and saw a man and a woman standing together.
Chen Zhengyu still looked the same as in her memory, but with a bit more of a mature man's air. He was dressed in a light gray casual suit, with handsome and attractive features, a gentle and refined scholarly temperament between his brows and eyes.
Lu Qian, holding his arm, was completely different, dressed in a black autumn fashion, with exquisite heavy makeup, looking flamboyant and striking.
Her face seemed to have been surgically enhanced, looking much more beautiful than before.
As their eyes met, both Chen Zhengyu and Lu Qian were slightly taken aback.
"Mengting! It's you! When did you return to Wu Mountain?"
Chen Zhengyu's gaze swept across Gao Mengting opposite him, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Lu Qian furrowed her brows, suddenly feeling a sense of crisis.
In high school, the academically excellent, smart, and beautiful Gao Mengting was very popular among the boys in the class.
