The tall figure approached closer and closer until it was right before her; it was only then that Suxin finally saw the face of the person under the moonlight.
Suxin's eyes involuntarily widened, unable to believe that the person before her was him. The moment her heartbeat quickened, she distinctly felt her intuition was not wrong—the person in front of her must be related to her lost memory!
However, when she truly saw the person, Suxin felt as if all her nerves were in disarray. Indeed, this person was related to her lost memory, but it made her feel somewhat frustrated.
With a slight turn of her head, Suxin hastened out of Lily Flower Field, intending to head towards the hotel, but the man grabbed her from behind as she passed by him.
"What, you're that afraid of me?"
"Chen Ziqian! Let go of me! You shameless scoundrel!" Suxin struggled, turning her head and not mincing her words.
"Shameless scoundrel?" Chen Ziqian's tone noticeably rose.
