C227 Conspiracy

Yan Zhimo was desperate to know if the woman he had just seen was really Yann Qiai. If it was her, why did she walk away after hearing him call out? If it wasn't, why did she have a face so similar to Yann Qiai's? At that moment, Yan Zhimo's mind felt rusty, unable to think clearly. After sitting in his study for over half an hour, his intellect finally returned