The voice that suddenly rang out made both He Zihan and Chen Huan freeze.
"Mr. Chen, what do you mean?" Chen Huan narrowed her eyes at Jun Wangchen and pressed him for an answer.
Jun Wangchen had caught He Zihan as she fell from a great height without anyone noticing how he had done it. Clearly, he was no ordinary man. If he said he knew something suspicious, he must have spotted something.
He Zihan also turned her gaze toward Jun Wangchen, her eyes full of curiosity.
Rather than answer directly, Jun Wangchen looked at He Zihan and asked with a smile, "Miss He, do you remember meeting a young man who gave you a paper talisman at a milk tea shop on the Back Street of Jinling University a few days ago?"
"A paper talisman?" He Zihan paused, seemingly remembering something, then asked in astonishment, "How do you know about that?"
Ever since she had stuck that paper talisman above her bed, the nightmares that had plagued her seemed to have vanished completely. They had never returned.
But she had told no one about this—not even Chen Huan knew. How could Jun Wangchen possibly know?
"To tell you the truth, I was the young man who gave you that paper talisman." Jun Wangchen took a sip of tea and spoke unhurriedly.
"What?" He Zihan went still, her face filled with shock.
The young man she had met back then and this Chen Wangjun looked like two entirely different people!
As though he had expected her reaction, Jun Wangchen explained with a smile, "Here's what happened..."
After hearing his explanation, He Zihan was astonished.
She had never imagined that disguise techniques like that actually existed in this world.
"Zihan, what was that paper talisman about?" Chen Huan was equally surprised,