Instead of being offended by the insult she threw at him, a laugh was heard from Si Guanlin. "You're still the same even without your memories, Mengmeng. Are you not curious to find out who I am?"
"Why should I be curious? I don't think you're someone worth remembering."
"Oh come on, don't be like that. We've been friends since childhood." He placed a hand on his chest and acted all hurt.
Xue Lihua was glaring at Lu Mengjie. If looks could kill, she would have killed her already.
"You've hurt my fee-"
Han Yizhou slammed the door shut, not caring if he flung it right on Si Guanlin's face.
"OW!!" The man's groan was heard from outside.
"The croach is out. Come, Wei Sianqi should be done cooking by now." He held her by his wife by her waist and led her back to the dining room.
Surprisingly, the food Lu Mengjie made for Han Yizhou disappeared from the table.
