Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao frowned. Walking away from the entrance, she spoke into the cell phone, âWhy are you at my door? Alright, I have no time to chat with you. I have important things to do. Thatâs all for now.â
Just when she was going to say goodbye, Feng Shengyang interrupted her, âYou really lost your memory, huh.â
It wasnât a question but an affirmative statement.
âWhy are you so⦠so unreasonable? Didnât we agree earlier? If I answered three questions correctly, then youâd believe that I didnât lose my memory. I really didnât lose my memory!â Mu Xiaoxiao was determined as she carried on her lie.
This time, Feng Shengyang was obviously laughing as he said, âAre you dumb? I was trying to loosen your tongue. You couldnât even catch that? And you still have the cheek to say that you didnât lose your memory?â
If Mu Xiaoxiao didnât lose her memory she would have known what kind of person he was and wouldnât have fallen for his trick.
She was led along obediently by him, proving that she really did lose her memory.
Moreover, the race between him and Yin Shaojie didnât come to a conclusion. If she hadnât lost her memory, she wouldnât have answered them incorrectly.
Recalling how obedient she was when she answered his questions, Feng Shengyang only thought that she was cute, so much so that he could hardly stand it.
They were only separated by the door, yet he was already itching to see her.
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The feeling of wanting to see someone quickly.
Mu Xiaoxiao was silent for a while.
She was certain now that she was indeed fooled by him.
She was a little angry and she said in a huff, âYou⦠How is it any of your business whether I lost my memory or not?â
âOf course it is my business,â Feng Shengyang replied.
Mu Xiaoxiao snorted and said, âThen tell me, how is it your business?â
Although she didnât remember how Feng Shengyang was related to her, she now felt that they were not friends!
This time, it was Feng Shengyangâs turn to be silent.
Outside, Feng Shengyang rubbed his neck. In the past, he could have easily answered her, âBecause I care about you and want to know how youâre doingâ.
But now, for some reason, it was as if his throat was pinched.
He unconsciously restrained himself from his usual lack of seriousness.
After a pause, he knocked on the door and said in a pitiful tone, âIâm already at your doorstep. Is this the way you treat a guest? At least let me in?â
Mu Xiaoxiao could hear the sound of knocking on the door over the cell phone and she couldnât help but imagine him knocking sadly. Was he acting just like how they do in the movies, leaning and beating against the door, calling out pitifully?
Pfft! For some reason, her imagination brought her to laughter.
âYouâre still laughing?â Feng Shengyang was actually keen enough to catch that short laughter over the phone.
Mu Xiaoxiao quickly denied, âI didnât laugh!â
âYou clearly did. You thought I couldnât hear it?â Feng Shengyang accused her.
âYou heard wrongly.â
Feng Shengyang scoffed, âOpen the door. Iâll let you hear the recording of our conversation.â
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
This guy was recording their conversation. That was bloody odd, wasnât it?
âXiaoxiao? Who are you talking to?â A new magnetic voice was heard.
Mu Xiaoxiao turned to look and saw Yin Shaojie coming out from the study. His elegant face was puzzled as he stared at the cell phone by her ear.