"I was hit by a brick," Yun Jianchen said.
"..." Song Huanyan frowned, "Why would someone hit me with a brick for no reason? Could it be that I offended someone?"
"Yes," Yun Jianchen nodded.
Song Huanyan glared at Yun Jianchen.
"...Why are you glaring at me? It wasn't me who hit you with the brick," Yun Jianchen said in frustration.
Jianchen was very annoyed and troubled by Huanyan's memory loss.
Zhao Yuan really deserved to be torn to pieces.
"I'm your wife, someone hit me with a brick, why didn't you protect me?" Song Huanyan looked at Yun Jianchen and asked seriously.
"I wasn't by your side at the time," Yun Jianchen said.
Song Huanyan glared at Yun Jianchen, "Not being able to protect me is not protecting me; don't make so many excuses."
"..." Yun Jianchen looked at Song Huanyan, unable to refute.
Song Huanyan touched her head; the blow was quite severe.
"By the way, who hit me? Why would they do that?" Song Huanyan asked, "Could it be that I had offended someone?"
