Chen Meili didn't enter immediately but stood at the entrance for a while, quietly looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure of the middle-aged woman in front of her. Previously, she didn't pay much attention, but now that she was standing right in front of her, she noticed a lot of inconsistencies that she had previously failed to notice.
The first one was obviously the expression on Sun Qiao's face.
Whenever the two of them met, she would always have that visible disgust and a constant frown, along with the expression of hate. But now… other than some confusion, there was nothing else.
Just a single glance was enough to answer the many doubts in her heart. By now, Chen Meili was ninety per cent sure that the person in front of her was an imposter.
But just in case…
With a simple nod, she entered the room, and the first thing that came to her sight was the almost empty room. Other than a bed and a few pieces of furniture, there was almost nothing in the entire room.
