We have met before 7

Hannah Garcia, hearing the word "go," couldn't care less about her appearance. She immediately wrapped herself in a blanket and jumped off the bed, blocking Young Master's way.

"We've met before, don't you remember?" Hannah blinked, expecting an answer.

Young Master glanced at Hannah indifferently and replied, "No, I don't."

Hannah, not giving up, said, "How can you not remember me? I'm so beautiful and unique."

"..."

The Assistant couldn't help but cough lightly, hinting that Hannah should not be disrespectful.

"To me, you're no different from a random passerby," Young Master said coldly and distantly.

Hannah's eyes welled up with tears, how could he be so heartless?

He actually compared her to a random passerby. She was so beautiful and stunning, how could she be like an ordinary person? In vain, she had thought about him all these years.

"Two years ago, you saved me. Do you remember that?" Hannah continued to remind him.