When she saw Rong Mo stop in her tracks, Lin Yi'er thought that she had guessed right.
So, it was her. She truly was Mo Feifei.
She suddenly found herself shivering in excitement inexplicably as her face shone with a bizarre glint. "It is truly you!"
Rong Mo turned around slowly, still carrying that same warm smile, not understanding her accusation. "Who… is Mo Feifei?"
Lin Yi'er scoffed coldly. "Stop pretending! You are Mo Feifei!"
"Miss Lin, you must have gotten the wrong person. Could it be because I really resemble that Mo Feifei you are referring to, Miss Lin? Was that the reason why you made things difficult for me today?"
With that, Rong Mo's gaze narrowed as her smile was slowly kept away.
"Resemble? You are Mo Feifei, that sl*t!" Lin Yi'er barked out in hushed tones.