Strange, why did hearing Zhou Yalin say the word "exchange" cause some vague, familiar images to flash through her mind, making her feel so peculiar, as if her Heart was suddenly clenched, with a stifling sensation?
Dong Xin Yan instinctively covered her Heart with her hand, feeling quite incredulous.
Zhou Yalin noticed Dong Xin Yan's sudden change in expression and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Is your head hurting again?"
Dong Xin Yan frowned, looked at Zhou Yalin, pursed her red lips, thought for a moment, and still asked, "Miss Zhou, may I ask... have we ever had such a conversation before?"
"Have you ever said the word 'exchange' to me before?"
"Wh-what?"
Zhou Yalin hadn't expected Dong Xin Yan to suddenly say such a thing. Her black pupils abruptly contracted, and her hands suddenly clenched tightly. Had she... remembered something?
Impossible, impossible.
