10….9...8….7…6...…3…2…1…
Surprisingly it only took ten seconds to Liu Ning to calm down and return back to her normal self as she looked at the garden, at her black silk gown, a diamond bracelet on her hand with a confused look, as if trying to recall something but her memory was not helping her.
She clutched her head and dropped down on the couch.
This was the real Liu Ning!
Obviously, Yang Mi cannot control her 24*7, she needs a break too. This means, Yang Mi only takes over Liu Ning's brain when she needed. But then what about the real-time data transmission? How does that work?
Just then Tao Ai came there, limping and started acted aggrieved. Her continuous rambling was nothing but a childish act in Xiu Mei's eyes. She didn't even bother to bat an eye, giving all her attention to Liu Ning.
