Shi Mei's heart skipped a beat, and she huffed, turning her head away, "Don't all normal people talk like this?"
"Is that so?" Shi Ling Yan slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke, leaning in slightly closer, "Then do you know, even when you're feeling guilty, your tone of speech is very similar."
Shi Mei felt cornered and took a step back, immediately pushing him away, "That only proves I'm a very good imitator. Why are you getting so close for no reason?"
Shi Ling Yan, pushed away, didn't get annoyed, sat up straight, and narrowed his eyes at her with a half-smile, "Let me change the question then."
"Hurry it up, I'm in a rush!"
Shi Ling Yan curled his lips, "You know me, and you're very familiar with me – not just with me, but also with Tang Wu. You know her like the back of your hand, and to be able to impersonate Tang Wu at the same time..."
Shi Ling Yan's gaze deepened, "Apart from Tang Jingming, the only other person would be Bai Yuejie."
