378 Meet Mo Cheng

Li Meirong's mouth dropped open slightly as realization struck. 'So that's the piece I was missing from his tale! He was assigned to deliver me to Mo Cheng.'

The light filtering through the window reflected in her clear, dark eyes. Hands shaking again, Li Meirong placed her cup down. She didn't trust her nerves to stay steady enough to keep from spilling her tea.

She didn't want to have another encounter with Mo Cheng, especially not so soon, but it seemed like she would have no choice in the matter. Even if she avoided him to the best of her ability, he still managed to sneak back into her life. He'd managed it now, even under the restriction of house arrest.

Furthermore, all this talk about another world and a game being played hit a little too close to home for Li Meirong's comfort. What if - and this was a big 'if' - Mo Cheng's soul had also transmigrated, and he was also a person from her world?