"Because I don't remember who you are at all. You say you're my husband, so I should just play along and be your wife? Do you think I'm so casual? Let me tell you, sister doesn't remember anything, so in my heart, I'm still single. What's it to you? Got a problem with that?" Zhong Lingling confronted Xiang Yimo, chin held high.
Xiang Yimo just quietly looked at Zhong Lingling, which made her, who was usually so overbearing, feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"Fine, since you don't recognize me as your husband, you must at least acknowledge the agreement you signed with me!" Xiang Yimo took out the agreement, which bore Zhong Lingling's handwritten signature and her fingerprint.
Zhong Lingling had no way to deny it.
"You don't mean to tell me you were trying to breach the agreement by climbing out the window just now, do you? Breaching the agreement would cost you one million, you know!"
