Wang Qi vaguely felt that something was not quite right.
"Miss Gu Yan..."
"Wang Qi." Gu Yan suddenly interrupted her, causing Wang Qi to pause.
"Wang Qi, I should have called you this way before, instead of formally addressing you as President Wang, and you weren't supposed to call me Miss Gu Yan so formally, right?"
Wang Qi looked at her, momentarily unable to respond, "You..."
"I don't remember anything, but my feelings are still there. I feel we were familiar, that we knew each other before, don't you think?"
"Gu Yan..." Wang Qi called softly, then lowered her head slightly with a somewhat bitter smile on her lips. "I never thought that after five years when we met again, it would be like this—you don't remember me."
Gu Yan's hands at her sides unconsciously clenched tightly. "What exactly happened five years ago? Why did you all think I was dead, and why don't I remember anything?"
