Lu Yinfeng indeed stopped bothering Mo Nanze.
The seemingly indefinite adoration turned into resentment overnight.
Every day, Lu Yinfeng would grit her teeth in anger whenever she looked at the small villa opposite.
Who would have thought that the ever-so-solemn Mo Nanze was just another scumbag driven by lust behind closed doors!
When she watered the flowers in the small garden, she would raise the hose higher and spitefully spray towards the opposite side.
Even though it wouldn't cause any harm to Mo Nanze, and she still had to pay for the water, it was satisfying psychologically, wasn't it?
In fact, Mo Nanze had moved back to his own place the second night.
He had moved into the small villa only because he was worried about Lu Yinfeng.
But now, he was trying his best to avoid appearing in front of Lu Yinfeng.
Dr. Wei had said that the more her current experiences resembled the past, the more likely it was to trigger Lu Yinfeng's memory and make her recall old times.