"It really is her!"
Wen Runuan muttered to herself, her voice tinged with disbelief, her eyes filled with skepticism.
Qin Mu stood silently, her gaze fixed on the two figures upstairs, both of whom had their backs to her, heads lowered as if whispering about something.
Qin Mu couldn't decipher it but felt as though there was a compelling story behind it.
"But if that's not the second young master of the Shen Family, then who is it?"
Wen Runuan looked upstairs, noting the broad shoulders of the man. He didn't resemble the Shen Family's second young master she knew.
However, if Wen Runuan didn't recognize him, then Qin Mu had even less of an idea who he might be.
When the people upstairs turned around and inadvertently noticed someone watching them from downstairs, they couldn't help but freeze for a moment in surprise.
Soon after, the woman exchanged a quick word with the gentleman and began descending the stairs.
