Bab 281: Sleep Is A Verb Here (1)

He stared at the ceiling for a very long time before he came to his senses.

He couldn't quite remember the first time he'd met Soft Bun anymore. The only distinct memory that he retained was how much he hated the girl who had abruptly barged into his life.

In truth, he couldn't really remember how she looked like back then. The only impression she'd left on him was her scrawny frame and yellowish hair, reminiscent of an emaciated countryside bumpkin.

Ever since he warned her not to intrude into his life, it seemed like other than being forced to bear their engagement, she really hadn't disturbed his life at all.

And such was their relationship until a very long time later, when they both met in an elevator at the SKP Mall.

That day, he really hadn't recognized who she was. In fact, even after Liang Mumu said that she was Shi Yao, he still felt dubious about it.