"When I first met An'an, you already knew her?" Song Youman frowned, she obviously didn't understand what Xia Wan'an meant by this, "I knew An'an since she was born, she has practically no secrets from me, how come I don't remember you knowing An'an?"
Confronted with Song Youman's query, Xia Wan'an didn't speak, but instead, sat up and retrieved a makeup remover from her bag. Taking a cotton swab, she quickly started to wipe off her makeup in front of Song Youman.
As the thick layer of foundation on Xia Wan'an's face was wiped away, her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips were revealed one by one in Song Youman's sight...
Watching the familiar features fall into sight bit by bit, until in the end, a face familiar to the point of utmost intimacy was entirely presented before her own eyes, Song Youman was taken slightly aback.