A woman was standing not too far away from Yang Ye. She wore a white dress with a flower design, and she seemed to be around the age of 16 or 17. Of course, that wasn’t the main point. The main point was that she felt quite familiar to him.

She felt familiar!

Extremely familiar!

Yang Ye stared at her. The more he gazed at her, the more familiar she felt. Suddenly, his eyes opened wide, “Are you… are you Yin’yin?”

He finally realized why she seemed familiar. ...