Chapter 89 Signing with Huale 3_1

"Hello, I'm Musheng."

A casual introduction, as if stating an indisputable fact, yet it didn't provoke any annoyance. Meng Zhao's lips curled into a perfect curve as she lifted her head to look at her, "How did you know I was waiting for you?"

In the café, she wasn't the only one who seemed to be waiting for someone. Why was it that this girl could be certain it was her?

"Intuition, I guess."

Musheng revealed a faint smile, pulled out a chair to sit down, and then explained, "You were the only one who kept looking at me from the moment I came in." Other people included just a single white-collar woman sitting alone who glanced at Musheng but quickly shifted her gaze away. Only this woman assessed her from beginning to end, with a feeling of appraisal and also admiration; naturally, Musheng's first intuition confirmed her.