Even if the night is deep and the sky glimmers weakly, seeing a face so close suffices.
Liang Zhi's gaze fell upon this face, causing him to feel as though struck by lightning, and he retreated two steps suddenly: "…Miss Fu!"
The face beneath the veil was exquisite and flawless.
She was breathtakingly beautiful, yet absolutely not like the beauty of the aunt in his mind!
"What, what game are you playing?!"
He instantly recalled how he was deceived by the person before him into going to Canglang Pavilion, and how a cup of tea from her had him knocked out!
So it was her?!
But how could she look so much like Liang Ning, like his aunt?!…
Fu Zhen silently gazed at him and said, "Why do you call me Miss Fu instead of Aunt? Didn't you say just now that no matter what I become, I am still your aunt?"
Liang Zhi felt like his head was about to explode!
