This young lady ... Looked rather familiar.
It was a Chinese young lady, but she did not have any Chinese aura on her. She spoke fluent French and was greeting mu Yuan. It was a very common greeting.
"Hello," he said.
"Hello ..." The young girl smiled sweetly and had a good temperament. She sat upright, like a young girl who had grown up in strict etiquette. The two of them did not speak anymore.
Lin Jingjing ...
He finally recalled a familiar place.
She looked like Lin Jingjing, whom he had seen on New Year's Eve.
It was very normal for people to be similar, especially in the entertainment industry where sisters who had similar faces were everywhere. Mu Yuan suppressed the strange feeling in his heart. The young girl spoke fluent French, and her tone was very pleasant. Mu Yuan could not help but look at her a few more times.