Chapter 967 The Little Princess’s Married-in Boyfriend (59)
Xu Menggui stiffened for several seconds before immediately loosening his fingers.
His voice was raspy. “Weiwei, you’re awake.”
Although the doctor had said she was out of danger, he couldn’t rest easy before she woke up.
Now she’d woken up, but he was suddenly unable to face her.
He hadn’t forgotten that she hated him. She hated him so much she would rather die than stay with him.
Xu Menggui had thought a lot during these three days. He would only bring her disaster. But when he thought of letting her go, he couldn’t bear it.
He couldn’t bear it.
Thus, for the last three days, he had been struggling violently with the choice of letting her go or remaining entangled with her even if he died.
Xu Menggui clenched his fingers and slipped them into his pockets. He straightened his back, and his lips trembled twice.
He finally spoke. “You thought you could escape me by dying? Don’t be delusional…”
He wouldn’t let her go, not even in death.
Bai Weiwei frowned, but she just looked at him.
Looking at him quietly and oddly.
Xu Menggui’s petty and low threats paused.
He stared back dazedly, but he didn’t see loathing in her eyes.
Bai Weiwei’s face was pallid, and her lips were pale, but her eyes were bright, even a bit too clear.
Finally, Bai Weiwei said softly, “Are you… someone I know?”
Xu Menggui: “…”
System: “…”
Bai Weiwei’s ultimate weapon: the world’s most dog-blood and old-fashioned, super effective1, all-rounder2 trope–amnesia!
The system, whose body was completely splattered with dog blood, no longer wanted to speak.
It underestimated the host’s thick skin.
This rotten route was so rotten that everyone disliked it.
Could she still complete the capture?
Bai Weiwei was extremely calm. Even if she’d had amnesia, she must be clean and refined, different from those coquettish and cheap bitches outside.
She pursed her lips. There was no fear in her eyes, only a bit of bewilderment.
“Do you not know me? Are you not my family member?”
The word “family member” allowed Xu Menggui to finally wake up.
A clear speculation flashed through his heart. He slowly walked over and reached out to softly touch her face.
“Weiwei,” he spoke softly.
Bai Weiwei’s furrowed brows loosened. “I’m called Weiwei?”
Xu Menggui stared fixedly at her face, trying to find any traces of hate on her face.
Nothing, there was nothing at all.
There was only a clear gaze, as well as an innocent and childlike look.
Xu Menggui sounded out probingly, “Do you remember who I am?”
Bai Weiwei looked at him in distress and pondered for a while, but a painful headache caused her to hiss.
Xu Menggui promptly pressed his fingers against her temples. “Headache?”
He remembered that her head had received a violent impact.
Bai Weiwei looked at him curiously. As though she found him very gentle, she couldn’t help but let loose a smile.
“I forgot. But you should be my family ba.”
If not family, how could he be this gentle?
Xu Menggui’s gaze darkened. He held his breath, his mind turbulent for a moment before being pressed down by reason.
He tentatively spoke, word by word. “I am your… husband.”
A hint of surprise flashed through her clear and untainted eyes. “Husband? I’m married?”
Xu Menggui didn’t lower his guard. He nodded, but his eyes remained vigilant, keeping watch on her facial expression the entire time.
Searching for any clues that she was lying to him.
It was impossible for someone to deceive others without leaving a trace.
Especially someone with Bai Weiwei’s character, with no knowledge on how to lie to people.
Bai Weiwei frowned in confusion. “No, you said you’re my husband. Do you have any evidence? I can’t believe just anything anyone says ah. Who knows if you’re a bad guy or not.”
1: 万使万灵: something like “ten thousand uses, ten thousand successes.↩
2: 童叟无欺: cheating neither old nor young; treating youngsters and old folk equally scrupulously.↩
