After saying that, she turned and left.
Nangong Zhongli snatched the check from Xia Xiaonuan's hand and tore it into pieces.
Mr. Liang, one day, you will regret this!
Inside the car.
Liang Shaochen watched Jiang Xue, who was flipping through the "spoils" beside him.
His hand gripped the steering wheel, Xia Xiaonuan's words echoing in his mind.
Do you only use your eyes to look at someone?
Liang Shaochen's knuckles tightened bit by bit,
"Qiqi..."
"Hmm?" Jiang Xue replied absentmindedly while painting her nails with red nail polish, occasionally stretching out her hand to observe her work.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of nail polish.
Liang Shaochen gritted his teeth and said, "Do you really not remember anything from before? I mean, the things at the orphanage?"
"I told you, I don't remember!"
"Then why do you remember that I'm Nan Mo and that I took care of you at the orphanage?"
