Bab 1098: It's Not Like I Lost My Memory!

Rong Jinghui's hair was combed neatly behind his head.

Inside was a neat gray shirt. A dark red vest fitted his body lines, brown pants, and crocodile skin shoes of the same color…

He was just short of a bow tie to attend an official banquet!

On the other hand, Qiao Sisi was outside the door. She was wearing a white T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. The T-shirt had lost its texture, and the holes in her jeans were either natural or acquired. There was also dried mud on her sneakers.

Qiao Sisi tilted her head with a dazed expression. "Third Young Master, are you…"

"I was about to leave." Rong Jinghui was smart and immediately found a way to respond. "If you came a minute later, I wouldn't be here."

"Oh…" Qiao Sisi nodded as if she really believed him.

After all, who would dress like this at home for no reason?

Rong Jinghui invited Qiao Sisi in. He looked calm, but he was cursing in his heart.