Cheng Yanzhi: "...Of course, it was me."
Xia Yunsheng glanced at Cheng Yanzhi, "Wasn't it Ling Xiche?"
"No." Cheng Yanzhi explained the past to her once again.
Xia Yunsheng looked at Cheng Yanzhi and said, "I remember Ling Xiche told me that the person I used to like was him, and that you snatched me away."
"..." Cheng Yanzhi looked at Xia Yunsheng, "Did he really say that?"
Xia Yunsheng nodded, "Yes."
She continued reading her diary, paying no mind to it.
Anyway, she didn't fully believe Ling Xiche's words.
After all, she was vengeful and would never forget that Ling Xiche had people chase and hurt her.
Cheng Yanzhi's expression was complex. Although initially, Xia Yunsheng liked Ling Xiche, and in a way, he did snatch Xia Yunsheng away. But the reality was not that simple.
He just never expected his beloved younger brother to fabricate such stories in front of Xia Yunsheng, who had lost her memory.
Cheng Yanzhi sat down next to Xia Yunsheng.
