"My head's killing me." Li Zhongnan was overwhelmed, lighting up a cigarette and starting to smoke. This... his mind was, for a moment, somewhat at a loss for what to do!
Originally,
he had hurt her deeply enough, and so much time had passed that it almost turned into an unsolvable knot.
Now, on top of that, upon running into her, he mistook her for Yang Huining and said a bunch of things in front of her—even he felt his face turn red with embarrassment.
Ah!
If she were as before, getting angry and cursing or hitting him, things would have been much easier. But with this woman, he couldn't feel any emotional fluctuation from her—no hatred, no anger, no irritation!
Instead, she pretended not to recognize him. Whatever he said to her, whether it was an apology or he was being a hooligan on purpose to provoke or upset her, she would just calmly respond:
"I'm sorry, I've lost my memory and don't remember the past."
This...
