This brain-damaged person only knows how to pick on her as the "soft" persimmon even now.
However, she didn’t waste any more energy arguing with Lu Xintong about this. In Lu Xintong’s eyes, as long as it was sothing bad, it was all done by her, Qiao Xu.
With people like Lu Xintong, no matter how much she explained, they wouldn’t listen.
"I don’t know if you have any more questions, but if they’re about your brother, I’ve already answered you. If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up."
"Wait, wait."
Lu Xintong hurriedly stopped her, stuttering as she spoke:
"Can...can you ask my brother if I can go back to the Lu family to see him?"
Lu Xintong didn’t know about Lu Moqing’s amnesia. When Song Yu had asked about Lu Moqing’s condition back then, she didn’t ntion it to him either.
If it were before, Qiao Xu might not have bothered to relay any ssage for her, but now...
After thinking for a mont, she said, "If you want to co, just co."
After finishing, she hung up the phone. Turning her head, she saw Lu Moqing leaning against the doorway, his expression inscrutable as he looked at her.
It seed that he must have heard so of the conversation she’d just had with Lu Xintong.
Noticing that Qiao Xu was looking at him, Lu Moqing walked in without a word and closed the door behind him.
Qiao Xu looked at him and sat down on the sofa, leaning back lazily, and said:
"Why were you giving that look just now?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Moqing walked over and sat down beside her. He gazed at her with a probing look and raised an eyebrow, asking:
"Did you kick my sister out of the Lu family?"
Hearing this, Qiao Xu didn’t get angry. Instead, she just coldly humd and said:
"What do you think?"
Lu Moqing furrowed his eyebrows, seeming sowhat helpless as he looked at her. Finally, he let out a sigh and said:
"I think you have a lot of opinions about ."
"Not much," Qiao Xu shook her head. "After all, you’re the one with amnesia, so I can understand that."
Hearing her being so "understanding", Lu Moqing’s heart beca even more uneasy.
As expected, in the next sentence, Qiao Xu said, "Since you have amnesia, I’ll treat you as a person with mory loss, so..."
Qiao Xu slightly lifted her chin and looked at Lu Moqing, saying:
"So, dear stranger, this is the room of my husband and . Please leave."
Lu Moqing: "..."
Indeed, she must be angry.
What a temper!
Lu Moqing looked at Qiao Xu, and in his heart, he absolutely refused to leave this room.
Although he couldn’t rember anything, he had to believe that if he left this bedroom today, it would be hard for him to return later.
Seeing that she was playing the rogue with him, the corners of his lips curved into a smile, and he said, "Don’t bully for having amnesia. Even with amnesia, you’re still my wife. Is it strange for to share a room with my wife?"
Qiao Xu rolled her eyes at him without hiding her annoyance, saying:
"Are you this proactive with all strange won?"
Lu Moqing, afraid of saying the wrong thing and angering this petty and bad-tempered woman again, didn’t reply imdiately. Instead, he carefully considered his words before saying:
"Not really, I’m just more proactive with you, this strange woman."
Yo, he’s still got it even with amnesia!
Her face couldn’t help but show a suppressed smile, and she moved her body a little closer to him.
"Your mouth is as sweet as honey, it’s as if you have a lot of experience in love. How are you still so smooth-talking even with amnesia?"
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