Lin Yan came after them.

When she heard the commotion happening outside the room, Sheng Jiaoyang felt very moved.

Bam! In the blink of an eye, an arm was suddenly buried into the wall, and it coincidentally blocked her line of sight.

Sheng Jiaoyang turned around, only to see Shen Zhining, who had an expression like the devil. His current expression perfectly matched the image she had of him from her past memories.

“What are you doing?” Is he thinking of hitting me?

“Do you like Lin Yan that much?” Shen Zhining breathed heavily as he asked.

“I liked him since I was 15, and I have never stopped liking him ever since, even up until now.” Sheng Jiaoyang had forgotten that she was missing two years of memory.

“You have never stopped liking him… What a great answer.” Shen Zhining gnashed his teeth as he glared...