He racked his brains and realized that the only person who resembled Sheng Yunyi was Ye Wanlan.
But appearances reflect the heart, and now on close inspection, there was no resemblance between the two.
"I'm sorry, Ye… I'm so sorry," Zhou Hechen pressed his lips together, "I didn't entirely see you as… I do have genuine feelings for you."
Admittedly, when Ye Wanlan suddenly changed her demeanor months ago, it piqued his interest significantly.
However, he absolutely did not want to admit that he could have feelings for a stand-in; it was humiliating.
After suspecting that Ye Wanlan might actually be his true lifesaver, the feelings he had suppressed in his heart finally erupted.
But Zhou Hechen waited, only to find no response at all.
"If Mr. Zhou is searching for his savior, he might as well try Jiangcheng Mausoleum," Yan Tingfeng said with a light smile, "Your real savior is buried there."