Jiang Yingchi raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her cheeks with her fingertips, her voice filled with restraint and forbearance: "You're crying so hard, did I accidentally bully you just now?"
Ning Qiluo nodded, her voice choked with emotion: "Yes."
"In which aspect?" he asked in a low voice, his tone husky at the end.
Ning Qiluo: "..."
She wiped away her tears, as if the girl who had just been crying and hiccuping wasn't her at all.
"Don't joke with me, it's not funny." After saying that, Ning Qiluo pouted and turned to walk inside.
Behind me came Jiang Yingchi's cold, detached voice: "Am I joking?"
Ning Qiluo suddenly stopped in her tracks.
She prepared countless expressions for the situation.
But as soon as she turned around, she reverted to her cowardly self: "You know, I have amnesia. And how could someone as poor and ordinary as me be your fiancée, right? I am far too good for you."
"Didn't you just receive a hundred million recently?" Jiang Yingchi asked.
Ning Qiluo's face darkened.
She quickly covered her bag, pouting, and said, "So you were just after my money."
Jiang Yingchi: "..."
Ning Qiluo didn't know how the news of the 100 million yuan had leaked, but since Jiang Yingchi had brought it up in front of her, he was probably after her money!
Just then, Jiang Yingchi's clear voice rang out: "What if I said that what I care about is you as a person?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Qiluo's already pouting lips pressed down further, as if she were about to cry: "So you're still after my money."
Jiang Yingchi: "..."
He didn't say anything more.
Instead, he simply pulled out a photo from the inside of his business vest and showed it to her.
This is a group photo.
In the photo, Ning Qiluo saw her standing next to Jiang Yingchi, laughing like an idiot, while he had a mean and unsmiling expression, but his hand was tightly holding hers.
A photo that defies common sense.
Ning Qiluo immediately pointed at the photo and said, "This is a Photoshop composite."
Jiang Yingchi raised an eyebrow: "Why don't you just say this isn't you?"
Ning Qiluo: "..."
Yeah! With her head full of brains, she should have just said it wasn't her!
She could only manage a forced laugh and said, "If I said the girl in the photo with you isn't me, would you believe me?"
Jiang Yingchi put the photo back inside her vest, raising an eyebrow with a half-smile: "What do you think?"
Ning Qiluo covered her face and shook her head.
Jiang Yingchi: "We have a very good relationship."
Ning Qiluo took her hand away from her face.
She asked him, "Why didn't you remind me that I was your fiancée at the hospital that day? If you really are my fiancé, do you know my true background?"
Jiang Yingchi: "I know."
Instantly, Ning Qiluo's eyes lit up.
But Jiang Yingchi said, "So what if you know? You don't acknowledge that I'm your fiancé, and you keep denying our relationship."
Ning Qiluo summarized her mood with an ellipsis: ...
"Xu Zhufeng, the richest man in Country Y, owner of the largest plantation, and owner of a mansion spanning several thousand square meters..."
With each sentence Jiang Yingchi spoke, the light in Ning Qiluo's eyes grew brighter and brighter: "Yes, yes, that's exactly what you said. These blurry memories have vaguely flashed through my mind, but I can't remember what they look like. Sister Yang even said that I imagined them."
Jiang Yingchi asked her, "Want to know the details?"
Ning Qiluo nodded vigorously: "I want to."
Jiang Yingchi's lips curled into a slight smile as he slowly leaned closer to her, asking gently and restrainedly, "Now, do you acknowledge that I am your fiancé?"
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