Lu Xiaoyou looked at the man standing five or six meters away from her, dressed in a black professional suit. His appearance was utterly unremarkable, lacking even the slightest hint of charisma. He had the kind of face one would forget at a glance.
Yet, Lu Xiaoyou could feel a very familiar sensation emanating from him.
The place was bustling with nearly a hundred guests, all of them either wealthy or noble, each accompanied by at least five or six bodyguards.
In the crowded scene, where people frequently blocked Lu Xiaoyou's view, she could accurately identify that unremarkable man.
Feng Zheyu!
Even with her back to Feng Zheyu, before she saw him, she already sensed his presence among the crowd.
A wave of psychic resonance rippled through Lu Xiaoyou's chest, telling her, "He is here too."
Is this what Feng Zheyu referred to as the effect of the first embrace?
