Ji Shiting sighed and called Sister Xiu over. He then asked the helpers to prepare a few dishes.
Sister Xiu smiled and went to the kitchen.
Ye Shengge was still in the man's embrace. She grabbed his shirt buttons and said, "Do you think I'm being pretentious?"
Ji Shiting looked at her and said, "So you know how pretentious you are."
Ye Shengge bit her lips and said hoarsely, "You weren't like this before…"
Even after that man lost his memory, she hadn't felt that far away from him.
Ji Shiting looked at her red eyes, moved his brows and said after a long silence, "I told you, I'll try my best…"
He didn't want her to feel the difference, so he didn't even want to talk this morning, but this woman was too sharp.
He followed his memories, hoping to treat her like he used to before, but it turned out that it was much harder than he had imagined. Actions could be imitated, but feelings couldn't.
