Feng Yexuan instinctively wanted to throw her out.
But the feeling of her petite body shrinking into his embrace was so familiar!
It was as if, the dead woman had returned!
In a moment of distraction, the wretch had already undone his overcoat and wriggled into his arms, finding the most comfortable position before closing her eyes again.
"So sleepy..." Truly tired.
It seemed like she hadn't had a proper night's sleep for days.
Every day there was so much to do, never-ending tasks...
She quickly fell asleep.
Despite the bumpy ride, as she hugged his waist and lay in his embrace, she managed to sleep so soundly.
Feng Yexuan's face was as cold as ice.
Reason told him he must push this wretch away; she was not Lili!
Yet emotionally, this familiar feeling kept tugging at his nerves.
Is there a slight possibility, just maybe, she really is Lili?
But if she was Lili, why wouldn't she tell him? Could it be she too had forgotten her past?
