Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
D*mn…
The hypnotized Ye Wanwan finally understood why Si Yehan kept doubting that she sincerely liked him.
He probably always thought she had someone she couldn’t forget and knew that person was surnamed Ji.
That was why he was particularly hung up about Ji Xiuran.
This memory fragment provided an answer to everything.
Ye Wanwan really wanted to kill the drunken her. She wouldn’t ever drink again!
In the memory, Si Yehan silently sat in his seat and watched the drunken Ye Wanwan acting crazily.
After slowly finishing the cup of liquor in his hand, Si Yehan stood up and walked over, catching Ye Wanwan from nearly tripping. He frostily said, “You will like someone else.”
Ye Wanwan’s vision was blurry and couldn’t recognize the person in front of her anymore. She turned furious instantly and glared at him. “I won’t!”
Si Yehan retorted, “Is that so?”
Ye Wanwan nodded vehemently. “You are… you’re humiliating me! No way would I like someone else!”
The man narrowed his eyes slightly. He grasped her chin with his slender fingers and suddenly leaned close, pressing a kiss on her lips. “Did you like that?”
The man’s seductive breaths enveloped her, and his city-ruining beautiful face was centimeters away. Ye Wanwan felt her soul escaping from her body.
At the same time, she sobered up a little and recognized the person in front of her. She dazedly answered, “I do…”
Logically speaking, Ye Wanwan was drunk and shouldn’t have recalled this memory so clearly. However, the old headmaster’s hypnosis skills were truly amazing and made her completely remember everything that happened.
After this, she was brought back to Asura by Si Yehan.
Si Yehan had no intention of taking advantage of her vulnerable state. Perhaps it was because Ye Wanwan didn’t carry a shaobing on her, so she wasn’t too attractive.
After settling her in the room, Si Yehan was prepared to leave. What followed was purely Ye Wanwan acting suicidal.
“Gorgeous… I’m quite good at fortune-telling! How about I read your palm for you?”
Ye Wanwan shot forward and blocked Si Yehan’s path before grasping his hand, not allowing him to refuse. She touched his hand this way and that and carefully examined his palm. “Eh? Gorgeous, your life… your life is lacking me!”
Ye Wanwan’s flirting methods were truly rather tacky and terrible, but she had no presence of mind to care about that in her anxiety.
She suddenly felt an especially intense feeling of unease.
Whether it was food or an object she liked, she absolutely had to hurry and eat it!
Or else she would lose it again…
She kept trying to repress herself. She wanted to be a moral person and refrain from committing such an atrocious crime.
But… she really… really liked him…
She might be drunk but she felt more awake than ever before.
This was the first time Ye Wanwan felt like this since Ji Xiuran. She thought her heart would never pound like this for anyone else again.
Si Yehan: “…”
Ye Wanwan redoubled her efforts. “Also, do you know? You look especially similar to one of my relatives.”
Si Yehan retorted, “Is that so?”
Ye Wanwan said, “Yes! You look especially similar to my mom’s son-in-law!”
The man’s perpetually expressionless face actually revealed a hint of a smile. “Do you say this to every wildflower?”
Ye Wanwan indignantly protested, “Nonsense! You aren’t… you aren’t some wildflower!”
The man stared at her deeply. “I’m not?”
