Dainasty Entertainment : Avah Zhang

"Dev, don't you remember me? It's me, Avah! We're classmates in middle school."

Devon just studied her, and she could immediately tell this woman wasn't as pleased as she sounded. She was perceptive and dealt with the emperor's harem, so this was child's play for her.

"Oh? Were we?" Devon sported a faint smile. "My apologies. I've been suffering from memory loss, so I couldn't recognize you."

"Really? Is it that bad?" Avah asked worriedly, but deep down, she assumed it was Devon's cunning way to pretend not to recognize her.

"No, it's fine. It's not something to be concerned about." 

"Ahh…" Avah nodded, getting more awkward as Devon's response was purposely leaving her no room for a conversation. 

"I would love to catch up with you, but I'm with the company of Mister Huang." Devon glanced at Mike, who smiled brightly at her. "So…"