"Are you Miss Yuan Yumeng?"
A somewhat indistinct female voice suddenly came from inside the car—
Yuan Yumeng brushed back her long hair, ruffled by the wind, "I am, may I ask who you are?"
At this moment, a middle-aged man, who appeared to be the driver, stepped out from the front and courteously opened the door.
Then, Yuan Yumeng saw a well-dressed lady step out of the car. Her face was gentle, but her eyes were extremely sharp.
Although Yuan Yumeng was still inexperienced socially, she could tell at a glance that this person was extraordinary.
"Hello, I am Yuan Yumeng, though I don't seem to know you."
Since she looked like an elder, Yuan Yumeng naturally used a respectful form of address.
The lady smiled gently, "Miss Yuan, there's no need to worry. I'm not a bad person. I rudely came to see you today because I have an impertinent request."
