Ye Shengge was dazed.
"Yes, I've always been so proactive." She bit her lips and said tentatively. "Don't you remember?"
Ji Shiting retracted his hand and nodded, "That's right. I don't remember."
Ye Shengge's eyes widened, and she forced a smile. "You're lying to me again, aren't you, Shiting?"
He had pretended to have amnesia before.
Ji Shiting saw the uneasiness in her eyes, pursed his lips and answered.
Ye Shengge stared at him, but she didn't see any teasing in the man's eyes.
"Impossible…" She forced a smile. "Shiting, this isn't funny at all. You know me. You know my name."
"It's not difficult to find out your name. I even know who I am, but that's all I know," the man said. "I don't remember what happened three years ago."
