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Chapter 1969 - Giant pig trotter

Chapter 1969 - Giant pig trotter

Chapter 1969 Giant pig trotter


Ye Wanwan currently brimmed with nothing but grievance from suffering a great injustice.


Since she hadnt regained her memories and didnt know what in the world happened back then, she couldnt defend herself even if she wanted to. Being unable to speak in her own self-defense couldnt be any more suffocating.


However, at least she was 1000% certain of her current feelings.


What was tragic was that this circumvented back to the beginning. Since she hadnt regained her memory, everything she said right now probably wouldnt have any effect on Si Yehan.


Xiao Feng, are you okay? Autumn Water clapped Ye Wanwan on the shoulder with an unsurprised expression. Anyone with a brain would know Lord Asura wouldnt cure the gu with you, so dont do anything this dangerous again. You should wait for news from Emperor Ji.


Ye Wanwan grimly muttered, Autumn Water, I have a question for you. Back then, did I...


What?


Ye Wanwan deliberated her words before asking, Did I particularly like anyone? Aside from Ji Xiuran.


Autumn Water exasperatedly looked at her. Has your memory gotten muddled from the sheer number of people you flirted with? Truthfully speaking, I really didnt see you acting earnestly toward anyone...


Are you sure? Carefully think about it some more!


Autumn Water shook his head. Mm, there really isnt...


Ye Wanwan sighed and had no choice but to give up.


It appears I can only rely on myself to remember everything...


D*mn it! Does that guy really have so little trust in me?


If the past memory was her memory, werent these years she spent with him also part of her memory?


If the past her was her, wasnt the current her also her?


Ye Wanwan was fuming but as soon as she recalled the mans calmly leaving silhouette, her heart grappled with pain, and she didnt dare to say a single harsh word.


Even Ye Wanwan herself found it funny. He truly deserved the title Vinegar King of Asia. He probably produced vinegar by the ton.


He kept mentioning the past, but what was there to mention about the past? Since he knew it was the past, hadnt he ever heard of the saying A real man doesnt boast about his past achievements?


Even if she really did like Ji Xiuran back then and was madly in love with Ji Xiuran, wanting no other man than him, so what? That was Worriless Nie who liked him, not her!


Although Ye Wanwan didnt possess all of Worriless Nies memories nor had she experienced them herself, at least she had a general understanding of Worriless Nies personality. To put it plainly, Worriless Nie and the current her were two completely different people, alright?


When Ye Wanwan returned to the Fearless Alliances headquarters, she listlessly sat behind her desk and kept deleting and retyping what she wanted to say for half a day before finally sending a text message to Si Yehan.


Ah-Jiu, what Autumn Water said might be a portion of the memory I lost, but it definitely isnt everything.


Her text sank into the ocean like a rock and didnt receive any response.


You giant pig trotter! So what if I liked Ji Xiuran in the past? I dont feel anything toward Ji Xiuran now! Fine, keep producing vinegar! Sour yourself until you die!


Ye Wanwan tried her hardest to calm herself down, but it was futile.


Agitated, Ye Wanwans gaze landed on a bottle of red wine sitting on the bar. Didnt some hall master give that to me yesterday...?


Having a bottle of wine in front of her at a moment like this was an inexplicable attraction.


A round of disarrayed footsteps could be heard from outside. It was Big Dipper, Seven Star, Autumn Water, First Elder, Second Elder, and Third Elder coming to make reports.


The second the group pushed the door open, they simultaneously detected an extremely dangerous scent...


Its... the smell of alcohol?!


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