Ji Zhihan sat in the driver's seat.
Since he was already 30 years old, he could drive.
Shen Feichi had also forgotten that Ji Zhihan had lost his memory and sat properly in the passenger seat beside Ji Zhihan.
Ji Zhihan started the car based on memory and then slowly drove off.
Shen Feichi's lips maintained a smile.
It simply couldn't be concealed.
She said, "Zhihan, thank you."
Ji Zhihan didn't respond.
"I really didn't expect you to agree to marry me so quickly," Shen Feichi said. "I thought... I will definitely treat you well in the future, I will definitely find a good wife, and I will definitely respect your parents."
"Just take care of yourself," Ji Zhihan said indifferently.
"I love you, and I will do everything for you."
"But I don't like you," Ji Zhihan stated bluntly.
The smile at the corner of Shen Feichi's mouth instantly stiffened.
She stared blankly at Ji Zhihan, with sadness in her eyes, and they quickly reddened.
"You should be clear, I don't like you."
