"Have we met before?" Nangong May looked curious when she heard Hao Ren's words. She looked at Hao Ren, then couldn't help shifting her gaze to Izax (and to emphasize, his Chinese name was Wang Daquan). She suddenly slapped her forehead. "Oh, right! You're those two cheapskates!"
Hao Ren immediately slapped his own forehead. "You're that singer!"
The two stared at each other. The polite reserve Nangong May had shown earlier faded by at least two-thirds. She gave Hao Ren an awkward smile and nodded. "Um... Landlord, don't take what I said just now to heart, okay..."
Hao Ren was already used to living with those troublemakers. How could he take offense at one blunt remark? He just felt that everything was such a coincidence. Could there really be some unseen arrangement of fate? The Nangong May before him was none other than the singing girl he and Izax had seen at a crossroads when they went shopping a few days ago! Hao Ren still remembered that she sang beautifully, though her lyrics had been a complete mess...
The only problem was that they had met during the day last time, but at night this time. On top of that, Hao Ren had always been terrible at remembering the faces of strangers, so he hadn't recognized her for quite a while. Izax was even worse. The great demon had always been slow to recognize human faces; it had taken him several days to memorize Vivian and Lily's appearances. As for Nangong May, she had only taken a hurried glance at Hao Ren and Izax that day. If Izax's over two-meter height hadn't left such a deep impression, she probably still wouldn't have remembered them.
"What a coincidence," Hao Ren said with a chuckle, beckoning Nangong May to take a seat