Chapter 1186: Chapter 30: Best Friends Forever

Han Ting and Huang Shiyuan didn’t notice the man following behind them, and continued chatting and laughing with Tianmiao, heading towards her cousin’s snack shop.

"Yan Xi!" Suddenly, the man took two steps and blocked Han Ting’s way, smiling. "I’m Pan Lin. Surprised?"

Han Ting froze, looking at the man with the bright smile. After thinking carefully, she was sure she didn’t know this person.

"I think you’ve mistaken me. I’m not called Yan Xi," Han Ting said with a polite smile.

"Your real name isn’t Yan Xi, of course," Pan Lin laughed, "The allergy on your face seems to have healed. But your voice sounds a bit different. Do you have a cold?"

Han Ting was even more puzzled. When did she have a face allergy, and she wasn’t experiencing a cold either. Why was this person acting so familiar?

"You really have mistaken her," Huang Shiyuan chimed in. "Han Ting doesn’t have a cold. This is her natural voice."

"I’m Pan Lin, Mengfei. What’s wrong? Are you mad I came to find you without telling you?" Pan Lin frowned, confused.

"Mengfei?" Han Ting asked, her eyes wide with amazement. "My name is Han Ting. You’ve really got the wrong person. I don’t know you either."

At this moment, both Huang Shiyuan and Han Ting felt puzzled. Mengfei, could this person know Zhang Mengfei, but why is he calling Han Ting Mengfei? An eerie thought popped into their minds—could Zhang Mengfei be impersonating Han Ting (me)?

"You’ve really mistaken her. She’s called Han Ting, and we’re in the archaeology department of the history faculty," Huang Shiyuan explained politely, though shocked.

"How could that be? You are Yan Xi. You’ve sent me so many photos... how could it be?" Pan Lin said urgently, but panic had already started settling in his heart.

"Do you play the XH game?" Huang Shiyuan suddenly asked.

"Yes, yes!" Pan Lin responded quickly with hope and delight when he heard this.

"I don’t play games, none of us three do," Han Ting said seriously. "So you’ve mistaken me for someone else. My name is Han Ting. Everyone in our major knows me, there’s no mistake."

Pan Lin was dumbstruck, staring at Han Ting, opening his mouth to speak, but found himself unable to say anything.

"Sorry." Han Ting nodded and bypassed Pan Lin, moving on.

Huang Shiyuan glanced at Pan Lin, confirming the suspicion she had just harbored—Zhang Mengfei used Han Ting’s photo in the game to impersonate herself. Doesn’t she know that she’d get exposed sooner or later?

After Han Ting and her friends walked away, Pan Lin finally turned around, looking at the three’s retreating figures, standing in place for a long, long time.

Once Han Ting and the others were out of sight, Pan Lin pulled out his phone and dialed the familiar number.

After a few rings, the call was answered.

Pan Lin heard that familiar voice.

"Hello?" Zhang Mengfei’s voice came through the phone.

Listening to Zhang Mengfei’s voice, Pan Lin couldn’t deceive himself. This was Yan Xi’s voice. The girl he had just talked to had a different voice from what he usually hears.

Was it all fake?

Pan Lin felt his heart sinking further.

"Hello? Honey? What’s wrong? Have you eaten? Hello? Hello? Is the signal bad? There’s no sound from your side," Zhang Mengfei said, opening a delivery’s package when he answered the call.

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