Living room, under the elegant crystal chandelier.
Xia Feng glanced at Mu Qingtong to his left, then to his right.
He had to admit, when faced with two Mu Qingtongs giving him faint smiles and looking at him with their beautiful eyes, he felt a bit unnerved.
One Destructive Witch was scary enough, two? Xia Feng felt his body couldn't take it. Way too terrifying!
Curious, Xia Feng reached out to poke the cheek of the doppelgänger, and the skin gently yielded under his touch. With a mild lift of her gorgeous eyes beneath the half-framed glasses, she said, "Mr. Xia, could you not touch me randomly?"
Xia Feng blinked and then turned to the original, asking in confusion, "So what exactly is this doppelgänger? Are you controlling her? Or does she also have her own consciousness?"
"Indeed, the doppelgänger does have her own consciousness," the doppelgänger Mu stated blandly.
