The man standing before her, wearing a dark gray cashmere coat, made his already tall and straight figure look particularly appealing.
Beneath the cuffs, his well-defined fingers were holding a guitar case.
Shi Mei only took one glance before letting out a chuckle, "So it's Mr. Shi, how daring of you to deliver it personally, hehehe..."
"The bar is busy, just helping out with a little errand," Shi Lingyan's gaze was deep as he watched her.
Today, she dressed quite in Tang Wu's personal style.
A bit cool, even her hairstyle was the curls that Tang Wu always liked; she appeared slimmer than Tang Wu, yet the temperament was nearly identical.
A bit shorter.
A bit flatter.
Even the pupils didn't match up.
But he just felt,
This person looked like Tang Wu.
Very much like her.
As if bewitched.
Shi Lingyan looked at her for a while before his gaze fell to the living room behind her, "Won't you invite me to sit inside?"
