The Truth

Xue Ji's brow furrowed deeply when she saw a foreign old woman gripping her hand tightly. Who is this person? She didn't know her and had never even seen her.

Is this person crazy? How could she behave like that to a stranger?

However, she suddenly remembered the girl who possessed the body she was living in. Could it be that the older woman recognized this body? Her means, could she possibly recognize the dead girl?

"Who are you?" Xue Ji asked.

The old woman's expression was filled with surprise. Her tears were immediately wiped away then she stepped back. "Did I misrecognize people?" She scanned Xue Ji up and down. Her gaze stopped on Xue Ji's gray hair.

Then she shook her head. "No. Even though your hair has turned white, I can still recognize you, Miss," the old woman said solemnly.

"What's your name?"

"Miss, what happened? Don't you remember me at all?" The woman looked at Xue Ji worriedly.