Watching Yang Su's tears burst forth like a dam breaking, Long Chen couldn't bear to see such a beautiful person crying so heartbrokenly in front of him.
At that moment, he couldn't help but try to comfort her, "Don't cry, let's talk this out. Tears won't solve the problem."
"You..."
Yang Su, infuriated, raised her hand to slap Long Chen.
But instead of hitting him, she ended up throwing herself into Long Chen's arms, crying even louder.
This made Long Chen a bit panicky, his hands and feet moving clumsily trying to comfort Yang Su.
What he feared most was a woman crying, especially a beautiful woman crying.
"You... just calm down first, we can talk this out."
"I can't talk to you, you've lost your memory. Whatever I say, you definitely won't admit to it."
"I can talk, I may have lost my memory, but I haven't lost my mind," Long Chen said with a wry smile.
"Have you not lost your mind?" Yang Su briefly stopped crying, lifted her head, and stared at Long Chen.
