She pinched her palm secretly, trying to convince herself—he couldn't possibly be Li Yuanjing. The world was vast and full of wonders; maybe he just bore a striking resemblance to Li Yuanjing.
"Miss Shen... are you my family?" The man who looked uncannily like Li Yuanjing spoke, his voice hoarse, his gaze carrying the probing authority of someone used to power.
Shen Wei's heart skipped a beat.
Even his voice sounded the same!
Shen Wei shook her head. "I'm not your family. Last night, I hit you while you were walking on the mountain road."
Li Yuanjing's dark eyes scrutinized her coldly. "So, you're the reckless driver."
Shen Wei's nerves tightened.
The man before her carried himself with an air of authority, his words laced with pressure—clear signs that he was no ordinary person.
He was undoubtedly someone accustomed to making decisions, not some spoiled rich heir with no substance.
