"Having a brain is a good thing, too bad you don't have one."
She stared at the kid for a long time, but couldn't conjure up anything about this child from her memory.
"Do you... know me?" She couldn't recall ever saving a child.
"Know you, of course, I do." Ignoring his own frail body, the child flipped over and hugged Su Yinhe's leg.
"You are the beautiful sister, my savior."
"She's your savior? Then who am I?!" Lin Murong felt quite aggrieved. He had saved this child, yet here he was, clinging to Su Yinhe's leg and saying she was the real lifesaver. What did that make him?
"You... are also a savior?" Li Yifa looked from Su Yinhe to Lin Murong, tentatively asking.
Lin Murong: "???"
If that's the case, why doubt it?
Lin Murong was not pleased, but he knew he shouldn't hold a grudge against a child.
"Hmph, okay, fine."
Lin Murong conceded; he couldn't help it, he was big-hearted. But Su Yinhe still had her doubts.
"Am I really your savior?" Was her memory that bad?
