"Ha—" Xie Zhiyao chuckled, swinging her legs as she sat provocatively on Bai Cheng'an's desk. Casually taking a pen from the holder on his desk, she uncapped it and pretended to draw patterns in front of him with the pen tip: "Bai is quite the master at playing dumb! Men really are such fickle creatures; has it only been a month? And yet, Bai seems to have forgotten all about that incident!"
Bai Cheng'an squinted his eyes, giving Xie Zhiyao a dangerous stare: "It seems you're eager for me to remember that incident? But I'm curious, which incident are you referring to?"
Xie Zhiyao let out a cold snort: "Don't overdo the act, Bai! With something like that, you might pretend to be clueless and act like you forgot everything from a drunken night, but... heaven has eyes, and as long as you've done wrongdoing, it keeps track for you!"
