"You're finally back."
The man leaned down, his eyes were level with hers, his thin lips parted slightly, and his dark eyes locked on her like a hawk.
Lin Yaya looked at the face she hadn't seen for four years, her mouth stiffened.
"I don't know you."
Even though she denied it, even though she ran away, Lin Yaya couldn't escape from Ye Mulan's grasp.
