"If you accepted it, why throw it away?"
"Afterwards, I heard you say... It seemed like Li Zishen forced it on you, and you really dislike him. You couldn’t return it, so you might as well throw it into the pond to feed the fish."
"The one in the back garden?"
After hearing this, Tang Xiaowan gave a bitter smile, "That’s right, he’s just like that, likes to force people. Last month he confined me in Li Garden and wouldn’t let anyone talk to me. I felt it was strange at the time."
"Your instincts are always accurate."
In fact, ever since Tang Xiaowan had been to Li Garden, she hadn’t been idle, constantly causing destruction.
She wasn’t just dismantling expensive furniture or security cameras at various intersections; she’d also recklessly smear ink on antique paintings and calligraphy—she really knew how to wreak havoc.
Her goal was clear: she wanted to provoke Li Zishen, to force him to admit he was the mastermind behind the scenes.
Thus, Tang Xiaowan never confided her feelings to Li Zishen. Everything she did was in secret, including buying property at Jinyuan Academy.
Not until yesterday did their relationship truly improve, and Leng Lingxiao’s words were undoubtedly a heavy blow.
"Why would the designs be the same?" Tang Xiaowan suddenly asked.
"That I’m not sure of, but I came up with the concept for this set of jewelry. You were in charge of drawing, I handled the coloring, and then we took it to Country Y for customization."
"Stolen by Li Zishen?"
"Then tell me, why can’t I remember anything? Why does the diary say not to wander off, wait for Huahua to return? A few days ago in Jin City, you said when I met with an accident, you were in Country Y. That means... before you went abroad, I had already lost my memory, right?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"Nonsense, of course."
"Because before that, you seemed to have had a big argument with Li Zishen, then you went to the rooftop to drink alone in the rain. That very night, you started to run a high fever, which lasted for three days. When you woke up, you had lost your memory."
"Drinking? Getting rained on? A fever? And that led to memory loss? How is that possible, I’m not that fragile. Who else can prove it, besides you—Cheng Shi?" Content orıginally comes from novel~fire~net
"My personal female bodyguard?"
Before he could finish, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside. Li Zishen had arrived.
His demeanor was frantic, lacking his usual composure.
"What’s the matter, Mr. Li?" Cheng Shi asked in surprise.
"Is Xiao Wan inside?"
"Yes, the young miss is napping; she might not have..."
Before Cheng Shi could finish, the door opened.
Tang Xiaowan frowned, squinted her eyes, yawning—a complete image of someone just waking from sleep.
Li Zishen: "Are you okay?"
"What’s the matter, why?"
"Chen Xin said there’s a problem with the surveillance; I was worried and came to check on you. You’re alright?"
"I just woke up, was about to take a bath."
It was then that Li Zishen noticed Tang Xiaowan was wearing only a thin silk nightgown, her black hair falling to her waist, her figure shapely—very different from her usual spirited cuteness.
The man’s ears turned red at once, the air seemed to solidify.
After a few seconds’ pause, Li Zishen abruptly spoke, "Oh, go ahead with your bath, I’ll head downstairs first. Dinner at six sharp, don’t forget."
Tang Xiaowan blinked her big eyes, smiling cheerily at Li Zishen, "Don’t worry, I won’t."
"Pack up your things in advance; we’ll leave after dinner."
After Li Zishen left, Tang Xiaowan turned to look at Cheng Shi who was still there, her smile unwavering.
But the man was looking straight ahead, standing rigidly, his rough large hand clenched into a fist, as if ready to fight at any moment.
"Cheng Shi, have you been here the whole time?"
"Not really, I stepped out for two minutes."
Tang Xiaowan’s smile suddenly disappeared, and her brows furrowed.