Chapter 4
Soon, Bo Anzhi finished cooking.
He may have lost his memory, but his muscle memory was still intact.
Sweet and sour fish, stir-fried pork with chili, dry-pot shrimp…
All my favorites.
“Go on, eat. But after you’re done, you can’t lie anymore.”
“Besides, forging these records is illegal.”
“If you really want to stay with me, just be honest. I might consider it.”
“Hmm… I probably wouldn’t take too long to decide. After all, I could never bring myself to hurt a girl.”
…
It was like having a hundred flies buzzing in my ear.
I just picked up a shrimp with my chopsticks and put it on his plate.
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