Chapter 1671
Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let's Get Married
Translator: 549690339
Murong Mian took two steps forward before she stopped. She turned around with a puzzled look on her face.âSenior Sister, who are you calling?â
Yan qingsi stared at Murong Mian, at his entire body, including every strand of hair.
Previously, she had said that the human bodyâs instinctive reactions were sometimes not controlled by the brain at all.
If one had been calling a name for decades, then the bodyâs memory of the name would be the most profound. It was like walking on the street and someone suddenly called your name. Even if no one else heard it, your body would be the first to react, stop, and look around.
Even if they had changed their appearance and had a new name, if someone suddenly called out their old name, their body would respond accordingly.
âYou!â Yan qingsi said.
When she called out ye shaoguangâs name just now, he had taken two or three steps before stopping. His body movements seemed to be smooth, but Yan qingsi noticed that the frequency at which his hands were moving had stopped for a moment. It was very brief.
âIâm sorry, Senior Sister,âMurong Mian smiled,â my name is not ye shaoguang. Iâm ... Murong Mian. â
The corners of Yan qingsiâs lips curled up.âOh ... Not ye shaoguang. Oh, right.â Your skin color seemed darker in the past photos. How come youâre so fair now? do you have a secret to whitening your skin? Tell me about it. â
Yan qingsi suddenly changed the topic. She smiled, and the threatening look in her eyes disappeared.
âAfter falling off the horse, I recuperated for a long time. I canât do any strenuous exercise anymore. Iâve seen less sunlight, so I naturally came back in vain.â
Yan qingsi nodded.âFell off the horse? It hurts, right? Eh, where did you hurt yourself from falling off the horse? it took you more than a year to recover?â
âYes, Iâve been recuperating for more than a year. The bone injury on my body is light, and the final injury is on my head.â Murong Mianâs answer was simple, and she tried not to say a word.
Yan qingsi sighed.âYouâve smashed your head ... Tsk, not bad. Youâve smashed your head, but youâre still able to speak fluent Mandarin. A year ago, you couldnât even distinguish between the rise and fall of your tone, and you couldnât even tell the difference between Chinese and idioms. Now ... Youâre practically a Chinese expert. If you didnât tell me that you came back from abroad, I would have thought that you were a native of China.â
Murong Mianâs face was still calm as she said,ââIn this one year of recovery, my father hired a Chinese teacher to learn a language that he has already grasped. Itâs not difficult, right?â
Yan qingsi tapped her finger on the table and said half-jokingly,ââYeah, youâve learned so well in the past year, but in the past twenty years, youâve only learned half of it. Those who know you probably think youâre talented in language, but those who donât ... Think youâve become a different person.â
âI used to have a lot of things to do, so I didnât have much time to focus.â
Yan qingsi smiled.âIt seems like falling off the horse has affected you quite a bit. Even your personality has changed.â
Murong Mian lowered her head.âThe doctor said that I canât do any strenuous exercise with my body. I canât even swim, ride horses, or climb mountains that I used to like. Itâs normal for me to be depressed.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âOf course itâs normal ...â Yan qingsi chuckled.
âSenior Sister, is there anything else? If thereâs nothing else, Iâll go take some photos first. â
âGo ahead,â the corner of Yan qingsiâs lips curled up.
Murong Mian left.
Yan qingsi pursed her lips. Why was he in such a hurry to get out?
Was he on guard against her, afraid that she would force him out?
Yan qingsi let out a long sigh. What had happened to him?