Several gun barrels were aimed at her, yet none hurt as much as Bo Yeyuan's next words did.
He actually asked, "Do we know each other?"
Li Qiyu's figure swayed slightly, and her pale lips strained to curve into a smile. Her whole body was injured but her face was unscathed. He couldn't recognize her? He had forgotten her?
Was he pretending not to know her, or had he genuinely lost his memory and forgotten her?
"Mr. Bo is a busy man of high status; how could you remember a minor character like me?" Li Qiyu said sarcastically while smiling, her hand by her side clenched, "We don't know each other, so you can let me go now, right?"
"Brother Yeyuan, she is a murderer; she can't be allowed to leave just like that," Bo Feier cried as if her heart was breaking. "She splashed hot tea on my face; it's blistered..."
The servant had already brought over burn ointment to apply to her, but she remained fearful of scarring.
