1495: Scram!

Scram!

"No, I don't believe you. The experience inside the dream was so real. How could it be fake?"1

Qin Xin abruptly grabbed Qiao Mu's wrists and asked fervently, "Qiaoqiao, say it. Say it. Tell me that all this is real, that it's real!"

"You're nuts!!" Qiao Mu flung away his hands as she glared at him coldly. "It's all fake! What four years. What dream? I don't know anything at all!"

"You're lying to me! Your eyes tell me that you are lying to me! I know it." Qin Xin's eyes stared sharply at Qiao Mu's. He wanted to dig out some kind of other emotion from her callous and apathetic eyes.

But yet, there was nothing. He did not get anything at all!

"The first time I saw you at the Qin Estate's entrance, I felt that you were very familiar. And you, I remember, your reaction at that time completely showed that you knew me, correct?"

"Ha." Qiao Mu scoffed, and she turned to give him a faint glance. She then said in a tone of extreme ridicule, "I gave you several more glances because there was a large heap of nutty women in front of the Qin Estate's entrance looking at you. I was merely curious. Don't overthink the other stuff."

"Liar." Qin Xin forced this word out through his teeth before he abruptly seized her frail shoulders, shaking her forcefully. "You're lying to me! You clearly remember me! Is that right? Is that right??"

"Are you sick!" Qiao Mu kicked him hard, but because the defensive boundary was separating them, this kick landed on the barrier instead.

This d*mn hateful man!

His hands could pass through the defensive boundary and seize her at any time, while any attack of hers got blocked by the defensive boundary.

So utterly hateful!

"Let go!" This nightmarish man actually remembered everything from her previous life?

Were you kidding her?

How could this be?

She had been reborn, but not this man! On what basis could he remember those past events that had caused her unbearable agony?

On what basis?

"Scram!" Qiao Mu kicked the defensive boundary fiercely again, fiery rage spitting from her eyes.

Why was this person so annoying?

On what basis was he grabbing her shoulders familiarly and not letting go?

Disgusting!

Qiao Mu used all her might to push Second Young Sir Qin's hands away. She kicked at him, but it got rebounded by the defensive boundary.

She could only patter several steps backwards, slumping onto the square stool behind her.

"You just loathe me so?" The second young sir stared at her coldly as a self-mocking smile surfaced on his lips. "But do you know, how much I like you."

The moment Qiao Mu heard the word "like," her whole body shook, as if she had been bit by some venomous snake. She reflexively shrunk backwards.

She looked up guardedly at the second young sir, her eyes filled with vigilance and distaste. "Scram away from me. Never say the word 'like' to me."

"Do not like me, or else you will not be able to handle the consequences!" Qiao Mu looked at him coldly. It was as if hearing the word "like" from this person's mouth was that freakish and unthinkable.

"Why? Why can't I say 'like?' In the dream, you were clearly looking at me with a fond gaze!"

"Bullsh*t!"

Was it really good to be so egocentric?

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