"Have we met before?" Fu Tingzhou scrutinized the woman's face, which felt both unfamiliar and oddly familiar...
Tang Xi nervously pinched her fingers, not daring to look up into Fu Tingzhou's eyes.
It couldn't be possible that he remembers me, right?
No way.
After forgetting for four years, how could he possibly remember now?
So she calmly said, "We met at the hospital once, you asked me for directions."
At this moment, the waiter came over, "Sir, madam, what would you like to order? Here is our menu; these are the classic dishes. If it's your first time dining here, I would recommend these."
Tang Xi stared at the menu handed to her, waving her hands repeatedly in panic, "I, I am not his wife."
Perhaps her tone was hurried and surprised, also carrying a hint of... an unwillingness to escape.
Fu Tingzhou snorted coldly; he hadn't disdained her yet, but she was already...
