Yu Shuo quickly turned around, staring at the woman kneeling in the pouring rain, repeatedly bowing her head to the ground.
Her occasionally lifted face reflected in his eyes.
No!
It’s not Bai Chunhua!
Yu Shuo pulled out his wallet, took out the photo he had torn from the school records years ago.
The photo was old, showing a girl dressed plainly, wearing thick black-frad glasses, with eyes that appeared sowhat naive and silly.
She looked nothing like the beautiful yet fashionable woman in the rain, albeit disheveled. They were entirely different people.
In this mont, Yu Shuo couldn’t describe his feelings; a mix of complex emotions surged within him.
However, when Yin Yufei leaned down again to bow, revealing a tiny red birthmark on her neck, Yu Shuo’s hand holding the photo trembled slightly.
His face filled with shock and disbelief.
That red birthmark had been recurring in his dreams for the past three years.
He hadn’t forgotten the mory of that night.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Yu Shuo clutched the photo and stepped into the pouring rain.
The rain quickly soaked his clothes as he ran swiftly towards Yin Yufei in the rain.
Jiang Hanyi stood under the hotel eaves, watching his good friend’s actions in astonishnt, his face showing confusion and puzzlent.
As Yin Yufei’s forehead was about to hit the ground again, Yu Shuo crouched in front of her, reached out, and firmly pinched her chin, forcing it up.
A beautiful face ca into view.
This face bore no resemblance to Bai Chunhua in the photo.
Yu Shuo’s lips pursed tightly, pressing the rainwater at the corners of his lips into his mouth, a deep sense of disappointnt flashed in his eyes.
However, what followed was Yin Yufei’s shock, admiration, and disbelief, all kinds of emotions reflected in his eyes, and a string in Yu Shuo’s mind was violently disturbed.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you Bai Chunhua?"
Even though it was a question, Yu Shuo’s tone was affirmative.
The na he hadn’t heard in years reached her ears, and Yin Yufei trembled all over.
Her eyes lowered in embarrassnt, not daring to et the gaze of the man before her.
The boy she loved in her youth had now grown into a handso man, whose imposing presence made her tremble involuntarily.
Yin Yufei’s appearance said it all without explanation.
Yu Shuo glanced at the rain-soaked photo in his hand, then at Yin Yufei in front of him, comparing the two.
No matter how he looked, they were two completely different people.
The girl in the photo was plain, with a dazed expression, unremarkable.
Whereas the woman in front of him, without glasses, presented a perfectly beautiful face.
If they walked past each other on the street, they would rely brush past.
Simply because Yu Shuo wouldn’t recognize this woman as the one who had shared a fleeting mont with him three years ago.
He tightened his grip on Yin Yufei’s chin, lifting her face forcefully once more.
The unease in her eyes and her carefully hidden affection were clearly visible to Yu Shuo.
With a roguish smile on his lips, the rain trickled down his face, falling into the shallow puddles below.
Yu Shuo, clenching his teeth, spoke in a sinister tone, "Good! I finally caught you!"
Yin Yufei’s wet eyes couldn’t distinguish between tears and rainwater, her lips trembling as she tried to speak but didn’t know where to start.
Thinking of her son still in Yin Xiangyu’s hands, Yin Yufei suddenly stretched out her hand, grasped Yu Shuo’s clothes tightly, eyes pleading.
"Save Ruirui, please—"
She looked past Yu Shuo, at Ruirui who was being held by Yin Xiangyu’s bodyguard.
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