Chapter 20 – Who The Hell Are You (2)

“Who the hell are you?” Mr. Shan asked fiercely, “Do you think that looking like the late Wang Fei gives you the reason to imitate her? Presumptuous!”

Is this a coincidence? His mind was nowhere near in peace. Ye Zhen just stared at him, dumbfounded but her hands were fisted under the table tightly, turning her knuckles white.

It was already too coincidental that the nickname and appearance are the same. Now she even writes the same words.

But upon his closer inspection, there was an obvious contrast between their handwriting. No, it’s not the same. Ye Zhen’s handwriting was far less crooked than those of Lu Yaoyao. They are not ugly at all while Lu Yaoyao’s handwriting was no more than that of a child!

If she isn’t related to the deceased Wang Fei then why does his master care about this girl?

Mr. Shan became more and more suspicious, but no matter how many questions he had, his master seemed to have fled the moment e accepted this offer. He couldn’t find him even if he searched the ends of the earth.

Feigning ignorance, Ye Zhen looked at Mr. Shan with incredulity.”Sir, I don’t understand what you are saying. Who do I look like?”

Ye Zhen would like to tell Mr. Shan that she is indeed his former student, but she cannot say yet.

“You can’t write well if you don’t hold the pen in the right position. You need to practice more.” Mr. Shan stiffly changed the subject. She didn’t want Lu Yaoyao to know too much about Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen also won’t break the pot at this time and proceeded to practice her writing, acting like Mr. Shan’s outburst didn’t happen.

Mr. Shan stood beside her and looked down at Ye Zhen’s beautiful face that was as calm as the ripples of water. No one could predict what she was thinking. Maybe that was one attribute of her that made her different from Ye Zhen. The Ye Zhen he knew wears her emotions on her sleeve. Her grief, her happiness, every emotion she had was palpable in her eyes.

“Pardon my intrusion but Third miss, your eldest brother have come to see you.” The maid’s apologetic voice came from outside the door of her study.

Her heart began to ram painfully against her chest. At last, she was to face her deepest fear.

Lu Lingzhi had come to meet her