“You… you recovered your memory?”
Jiang Sheng asked in surprise and excitement with a unconcealable smile.
However, Pei Siyang just stared at him suspiciously, without saying anything.
Pei Siyang did remember something, but it was just a few snippets. He didn’t fully recover his memory, just some scenes flashed by.
The sudden call of Jiang Sheng as his wife was also a flash of his memory. It just escaped his lips. He couldn’t even control himself.
“Did you recover your memory or not?”
Jiang Sheng waved his hand in front of Pei Siyang.
Damn it, could he become a fool? No, don’t! I don’t want a silly husband.
Jiang Sheng felt a bit hopelsss in his heart. Fortunately, Pei Siyang slapped his hand away and said discontentedly, “What are you up to? I’m not blind.”
“This is normal. Seems he’s not stupid.”
Jiang Sheng let out a sigh of relief.
“You’re stupid.”
Pei Siyang poked his fingers at Jiang Sheng’s forehead. He did this because he was angry.
But when his fingers touched Jiang Sheng’s forehead, he felt inexplicably familiar and pampered.
So Pei Siyang was stunned and looked at Jiang Sheng stupidly.
“What are you looking at? Didn’t you say you’re not stupid?”
He then waved his hand in front of Pei Siyang to draw back his attention.
Pei Siyang let out a long sigh, telling himself that it was impossible. Jiang Sheng bullied me, why would I dote on him?
“Are you alright, Madam?”
Uncle Mo helped Jiang Sheng up and looked at him nervously, probablly worried about the baby he was carrying.
“I’m alright, nothing wrong.”
Turned out he was happy for nothing. Pei Siyang didn’t recover his memory at all.
Jiang Sheng felt disappointed.
When Pei Siyang called him “my dear”, he felt happy. However, he was simply overthinking.
“That’s good, that’s good. You are not alone now. Be more careful.”
Uncle Mo was very nervous about Jiang Sheng and looked considerate, which made Pei Siyang very angry.
What would happen to him after 500 years? He’d become a total different person.
He used to be cold toward everything except him own father.
Seeing that Uncle Mo was so good to Jiang Sheng, Pei Siyang felt unhappy.
Once he was unhappy, he vented his anger to the little boy who was retreating back into the corner with fear.
“What’s wrong with you, kid? He was kind enough to help you wipe your tears. If you don’t appreciate it, it’s OK. Why did you push him? He is pregnant. If anything happens to my baby, I won’t let you off.”
His voice sounded ferocious, but it was just that. There wasn’t much anger, nor did he do anything to the little boy.
The little boy covered his eyes and cried. He sniffed and complained, “As long as a stranger touches my body, my hair will become snakes. They will attack you and petrify you. So, don’t touch me, please. ”
Jiang Sheng and Pei Siyang were stunned when they heard this. It sounded like the little boy couldn’t control those snakes.
“I… I don’t want to see anyone die because of me, so don’t touch me.”
The little boy cried sadly. He covered his eyes and buried his head as tears streamed down his wrist.
Knowing that the little boy pushed him away to prevent him from getting hurt, Jiang Sheng was not angry any more.
He asked, “Then who are you? How did you come here? Are those people outside bad people?”
“I don’t know who they are. They locked me in the sink and I escaped when they weren’t paying attention.”
The sink? Uhh… He was a Mudu race, not a fish. Why did they put him in the sink? Could they be perverts?!