Awakening of Consciousness (2)

Lu Jia'er looked into his eyes. She found herself overwhelmed by the affection in the depth of his eyes. Suppose that he was telling the truth, then why was there no memory of him?

Lu Jia'er was bewildered. Even so, she stood by what she believed. "I do not know what you hear those things from but I have to tip my hat to you for your means. That being said, your goal is completely unrealistic."

Upon hearing this, Jin Xiangdong, who had been prepared mentally, put on a smile instead of flying into anger. However, inevitably, there was a trace of imperceptible bitterness buried deep in that smile.