269, First Exposure, Tracking Clues

Song Qinghuan opened her cell phone, clicked on a photo, a blurry silhouette taken by her brother, Yan Pingdan.

She's seen this indistinct figure countless times. It was already imprinting on her memory.

So, seeing this man, feeling that familiar presence, it was because his silhouette, was just like the one in her brother's photo.

Was it? She kept asking herself.

Though she couldn't be certain beyond a shadow of a doubt, she was 80% sure that this man's silhouette was very similar to the one in the photo.

She was stunned, shocked, gazing at the man. Unlike Yu Yang's warmth, his expression and demeanor were aloof, his gaze sharp, conveying an aura of shrewd capability.

Yu Yang kept chuckling, his demeanor overly friendly, somewhat obsequious, and after exchanging a few words with him, he excused himself and walked over to Song Qinghuan.

"Here, it's delicious," she handed the chestnut to Song Qinghuan.