"I've been out of the hospital for a month, what problems do I still have?" Mu Chaoheng raised his arm toward Hu Shichu and showed her his bulging muscles, "Look, does my body seem like it can't bear it?"
"Who knows, what if you are a strong person but a strong person on the outside?" Hu Shichu argued with him.
"Tsk, I'm not you." He said and looked at Hu Shichu's whole body with disdain, "Little weakling."
"Haha, if I am a weakling, then you are a bull with strong limbs and a simple mind." Hu Shichu counterattacked eloquently.
Seeing that sparks were flying between the two of them and they were about to start a fight, Mu Chaoheng, who prided himself on being a gentleman, finally took a step back and said, "I don't share your experience."
"You can't defeat me, right?" Hu Shichu sneered.
Mu Chaoheng hesitated to speak, resisting the urge to fight back against her.
Suddenly his straight nose moved and he asked curiously: "What does it smell like on you? It smells good." He approached Hu Shichu, lowered his head and sniffed.
"Can you smell this? Do you have a dog's nose?" Hu Shichu lowered his head and sniffed his arm, and smelled the smell of potato stewed beef brisket. It hadn't completely dissipated, but there was only a little bit left.
She was so surprised that she asked him with bright eyes, "Then can you smell what I smell like?"
"...Meat? The smell of beef?" Mu Chaoheng replied hesitantly, "It smells pretty good. Which restaurant did you eat at? I'll go there when I have time."
"Haha, I made it at home." Hu Shichu said proudly, "I'm very good at cooking."
"Where is your home?" Mu Chaoheng asked this irrelevant question coldly.
"What do you want to do?" Hu Shichu immediately came back from his relaxation and stared at him alertly.
"What are you thinking about? I just want to go to your house to have a meal! Don't act like I want to persecute you. I feel disgusted if you let me persecute you." Mu Chaoheng rolled his eyes.
When Hu Shichu heard what he said, he sneered and said, "If you dislike it so much, then don't even think about coming to my house for dinner!"
"Hey, I said the wrong thing. Ms. Hu is kind, generous, noble, elegant, gentle and considerate. She definitely can't bear to see me, a person who was injured in a car accident, eating nutritious takeaways all day long..." Mu Chaoheng immediately understood the current situation. Changed his tune.
Hu Shichu looked at him with some suspicion: "Aren't you very rich? If you want to eat well, why don't you hire a nanny to cook it?"
Mu Chaoheng said: "I don't like having outsiders at home."
"Oh, then why don't you just order takeout from a high-end restaurant?" Hu Shichu didn't think he couldn't order it. As long as he had money, what kind of takeout could he not order?
Hu Shichu had said so many things, but he didn't directly agree to his request for a meal. How could Mu Chaoheng not see that she was rejecting his request for a meal?
But is he someone who gives up so easily? Of course not, so he was only disappointed for a while, and then planned to beg again in a few days. She lived here anyway, and a monk could escape but could not escape from the temple...
Mu Chaoheng, who didn't feel that he was too shameless at all, thought confidently.
Hu Shichu didn't know that she had been plotted by him. She finally recalled her identity as an "angel in white", so she asked him politely: "Mu Chaoheng, has your memory recovered? I think you are doing well now. OK."
"I haven't recovered. I am living well because I have money in my card." Mu Chaoheng said what he said in Versailles.
Hu Shichu wanted to roll his eyes again. This man was so direct and frank that people wanted to punch him twice to draw hatred.
"Aren't you curious about your true identity?" Hu Shichu was really surprised, because these days, except for people in extremely remote mountainous areas who have never registered, it is impossible for people who can't find their identity, and Mu Chaoheng With this look, no one would believe that he was a gangster in a remote mountainous area.
"I'm curious. I went to the police station several times to ask them to help me check my identity, but I couldn't find it at all. It's useless to be curious." Mu Chaoheng didn't seem to care about his identity at all. He gradually adapted to not having the previous identity. After more than twenty years of living in memory, I don’t feel that there are too many inconveniences.
Hu Shichu took a look at his appearance with three-dimensional and exquisite facial features and superior bones, and said tentatively: "Maybe you are a foreigner?"
"Even if you are a foreigner, you should have an entry record, right?" Mu Chaoheng looked at her speechlessly.
"That's right." Hu Shichu nodded and suddenly opened his eyes, "Did you come here illegally?"
Mu Chaoheng rolled his eyes: "Where are you smuggling from?"
"I don't know, it's the border!" Hu Shichu said casually, suddenly remembering that he lost his memory due to a car accident, an idea flashed in his mind, he found a blind spot, and immediately said to him excitedly, "Isn't it because of the car accident that you were in trouble? Then Whose is the car you are driving? If you know the owner, wouldn't you be able to find your identity?"
Mu Chaoheng rubbed his forehead and said, "Hu Shichu, has your brain been eaten by a dog? Couldn't the police think of things you can think of? They checked and the car I drove was rented."
Hu Shichu was immediately disappointed. She thought she could find out the true identity of this person, but she was still confused. She complained to Mu Chaoheng: "You must be a person with a complicated identity and cannot see the light. You are just like an international mercenary." , Killer...otherwise, how could the identity not be found?"
Mu Chaoheng rolled his eyes: "Watching less bloody TV dramas will help you to become wiser."
"Ah! What about your bank card? Doesn't it have identity information on it?" Hu Shichu slapped his head.
"It's an anonymous card from an international bank." Mu Chaoheng said to calm her excitement.
"Forget it, forget it, you should stay here as a gangster for the rest of your life." Hu Shichu waved his hand to him and sighed.
"I'm not a gangster. The police gave me a temporary ID card." Mu Chaoheng said to her with a serious smile.
"Can you just say something to me without me saying anything?!" Hu Shichu got angry and scolded him with his hands on his hips.
"Girls, don't do this, it's rude and indecent." Mu Chaoheng seemed not to see her anger, and he pulled her hand away from her waist and said, "Be a good girl, don't be like this." Actions ruin your temperament.”
Hu Shichu's anger that was just about to burn was mostly extinguished by his words: Forget it, he said I have temperament...
Hu Shichu decided to be magnanimous and stop worrying about the things that made him speechless.
As a result, the atmosphere between the two people inexplicably relaxed again. Hu Shichu was urged by Mu Chaoheng at some point and asked her to run with him.
It wasn't until she came home from the run, sweating profusely and panting, that she realized: Damn it, she just wanted to take a walk to eat, and had no plans to run!
Mu Chaoheng was in a good mood. Although Hu Shichu was always against him, in this strange world with no memory, she was the person he was most familiar with. Seeing her, Mu Chaoheng felt that he was not alone. Living in this world, the uneasiness and fear of memory loss are all gone.
(End of chapter)
