Turning his head, he saw the dust-covered Qipao Girl holding the adorable little white dog.
Her qipao, which should have been a subdued pale red, was covered in so much dust and dirt that it seemed gray.
This time.
He saw what she looked like.
He also saw the familiar, oddly shaped earring on her ear.
Only-
That unparalleled sense of unfamiliarity gave Xiao Yu a thought: this woman had some connection to the person in his memories, but she was definitely not the same person.
Moreover, there was a tiny hint of danger about her. She was probably an enemy rather than a friend.
The girl was quite pretty. Even looking as bedraggled as a beggar, she could not hide her delicate beauty.
Unfortunately, Liu Shan was more perfect, so Xiao Yu was completely immune to her looks and simply ignored them.
As though he had no interest in giving her another glance, he turned his head back, his gaze returning to the grilled skewers in his hand.
The skewers were more enticing than the beauty behind him!
The woman, however, did not seem to think so. With barely any hesitation, she stared straight at Xiao Yu's back, then sat down at his and Liu Shan's table as if they were already acquainted.
Her behavior inevitably gave Xiao Yu another indescribable feeling: as though he was her target.
After all, Xiao Yu had recognized her beforehand through fortune-telling, but she should not have known him!
The woman seemed oblivious to the fact that her behavior had interrupted the couple's sweet meal.
She even ignored Liu Shan. From the moment she sat down, her gaze remained fixed on Xiao Yu's not particularly handsome face.
"Sir, do we know each other?"
A bead of cold sweat nearly rolled down Xiao Yu's