Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao frowned. Walking away from the entrance, she spoke into the cell phone, “Why are you at my door? Alright, I have no ti to chat with you. I have important things to do. That’s all for now.”
Just when she was going to say goodbye, Feng Shengyang interrupted her, “You really lost your mory, huh.”
It wasn’t a question but an affirmative statent.
“Why are you so… so unreasonable? Didn’t we agree earlier? If I answered three questions correctly, then you’d believe that I didn’t lose my mory. I really didn’t lose my mory!” Mu Xiaoxiao was determined as she carried on her lie.
This ti, Feng Shengyang was obviously laughing as he said, “Are you dumb? I was trying to loosen your tongue. You couldn’t even catch that? And you still have the cheek to say that you didn’t lose your mory?”
If Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t lose her mory she would have known what kind of person he was and wouldn’t have fallen for his trick.
She was led along obediently by him, proving that she really did lose her mory.
Moreover, the race between him and Yin Shaojie didn’t co to a conclusion. If she hadn’t lost her mory, she wouldn’t 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.
Was this the first ti he had ever felt like this?
The feeling of wanting to see soone 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, “You… How is it any of your business whether I lost my mory or not?”
“Of course it is my business,” Feng Shengyang replied.
Mu Xiaoxiao snorted and said, “Then tell , how is it your business?”
Although she didn’t rember how Feng Shengyang was related to her, she now felt that they were not friends!
This ti, it was Feng Shengyang’s turn to be silent.
Outside, Feng Shengyang rubbed his neck. In the past, he could have easily answered her, “Because I care about you and want to know how you’re doing”.
But now, for so 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, “I’m already at your doorstep. Is this the way you treat a guest? At least let in?”
Mu Xiaoxiao could hear the sound of knocking on the door over the cell phone and she couldn’t 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 so reason, her imagination brought her to laughter.
“You’re still laughing?” Feng Shengyang was actually keen enough to catch that short laughter over the phone.
Mu Xiaoxiao quickly denied, “I didn’t laugh!”
“You clearly did. You thought I couldn’t hear it?” Feng Shengyang accused her.
“You heard wrongly.”
Feng Shengyang scoffed, “Open the door. I’ll let you hear the recording of our conversation.”
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
This guy was recording their conversation. That was bloody odd, wasn’t it?
“Xiaoxiao? Who are you talking to?” 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.
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