"Yes, it's her, Su Lei. Zhang Xue was sure she hadn't mistaken her.
Her background was in criminal investigation, and her memory for faces was remarkable. Even if she had never met someone in person and only seen them on TV or a phone screen, she would remember.
Especially for someone like Su Lei, a beautiful woman with high recognition as a provincial TV reporter and host—she was unforgettable, definitely not someone to be mistaken.
Caught by Zhang Xue in recognizing her identity, Su Lei quickly shook her head, "You've got the wrong person, I'm not who you're talking about."
"As if! I can be 100 percent sure you're Su Lei from the provincial station. Oh, so dignified and proper on screen, but look at you off-camera, seducing men and so desperate you'll get down and dirty in a car. What an honor for you."
Zhang Xue relentlessly ridiculed and scorned Su Lei, her eyes fixed intently on her pretty face and those full, lush red lips.
