C246 Death of Gong-opener

Looking at Ji Yayun's coiled hair and her ironed qipao, I couldn't help but recall that strange dream.

She was dressed exactly like Xiao Ya.

I walked up to her. Seeing that she was still in a daze, I tried to call out softly:

"Xiao Ya?"

"Hey, boss."

Ji Yayun subconsciously responded, then suddenly raised her head and looked at me, her eyes wide open.

"Xu Huo