Confusion...

This person... looked strangely familiar...

An Shunwang wasn't the only one thinking that. Huo Xiaolong, standing opposite him with takeout in hand, couldn't help staring blankly for a moment when he saw An Shunwang.

Of course he remembered this guy. He had even invited him over at the Silicon Valley Technology Building before. Chinese men with such a rugged bearing were uncommon not only in America but even back home. These days, domestic beauty standards seemed to lean toward the feminine...

But wasn't this a little too coincidental?

They had met once far away in Silicon Valley, and now they had run into each other a second time in such a remote, lousy apartment?

"Hey, buddy, what a coincidence!" Huo Xiaolong greeted him in fluent Chinese.

Although he had grown up in America, his family had never neglected his Chinese education. In fact, aside from the basic American curriculum, he had also studied Central China's history and traditional culture from a young age.

An Shunwang froze for a moment, then his expression became unusually wary. How did this con artist follow me all the way here?

Damn, anyone this persistent must want something huge. But I have nothing! Could he be after my body?

Hmph, what a pervert!!

With that thought, An Shunwang ignored him and squeezed sideways into the elevator. He had no time to deal with this guy now. If he missed this subway, his perfect attendance would be ruined!

Huo Xiaolong frowned, unable to understand why this guy disliked him so much. They were both Chinese. Shouldn't they be a little more enthusiastic toward each other in a foreign land?

In the end, he didn't pester him. He had important business to handle. Maybe last time, he had missed that An Shunwang because he had been distracted