Shen Jianian felt a pang in her heart.
Three years ago, she had a car accident... it matched her experience.
The "Miss Jianian" Aunt Cheng mentioned was really her. She had lived in this villa, had a good relationship with Fu Jichen, and they slept in the same room?
To confirm something, Shen Jianian glanced around; there was only one bed in the room, meaning she and Fu Jichen slept in the same bed?
Shen Jianian's expression changed repeatedly, refusing to acknowledge that her relationship with Fu Jichen was that intimate.
It was already hard enough for her to believe she had any connection with Fu Jichen!
"Aunt, do you have any photos of that Miss Jianian?" Shen Jianian's current mindset was one of desperate resistance. Without solid evidence, she wouldn't give up. "Can I have a look?"
Cheng Jin said, "I never took any photos of Jianian, but sir should have them."
"How did she meet Fu Jichen?" Shen Jianian inquired persistently.
"I don't know that."
