My Choice?

Zhao Ming looked at the old man in front of her with a complicated gaze. She doesn't know how to start the conversation and how to ask him if he knows that she is not Zhao Ming? 

She bit her lower lip and pursed her lips tightly as she looked at him. Master Li looked at her with blank expressions and stared into her eyes.

Then his lips curled up in a mocking smile and asked, " What do you want to ask?" Zhao Ming was surprised seeing his mocking smile.

She could feel that this man knew something but was provoking her. She frowned and pursed her lips tightly, " What do you know about me? Why did you said earlier that I can't forget my memories because I don't have one?" she just asked directly when she saw that there is no reason in playing with words with him. 

The old man raised his brows at her and asked, " What do you think? Why would I have said those? " Zhao Ming felt annoyed seeing his provoking smile and the way he was dodging her questions.