"Zhou Mian, it's been ages," a voice exclaimed as she made her way through the thick crowd.
She turned to face whoever was calling her.
"Do I know you?" she asked, looking at the unfamiliar face.
"That's fascinating. Did you perhaps forget me? 'My name is Tang Mo," he stated, introducing himself.
Wearing a look of confusion, she scrunched up her beautiful brows at him. She struggled to remember who he was, but it was futile.
"You don't recognize me," he scoffed with a disheartened chuckle, the look of disappointment overshadowing the glimmer in his eyes.
"I apologize; I only recognize you as Li Qiang's friend and the Young Master of the Tang family." With a confused look, Zhou Mian said, 'I have no memory of meeting you'.
She found it strange that he seemed to recognize her since she was certain they had never met before.
That's fine, our meeting didn't last long anyway," he said casually, waving his hand.