A History of Striving Against the Odds

"What a coincidence," Wei Huaiqing said, looking at her own fiancé, the corner of her mouth suddenly twitching.

"A coincidence? Little brother, have we met before?"

"Well... Sir, you look exactly like an old friend of mine." Wei Huaiqing smiled faintly. He actually had the nerve to joke with her.

"Is that so?" His smile deepened as he looked at her dressed as a man. He suddenly thought the look suited her very well.