On the street when the sky was getting dark, Liufeng walked steadily beside Feng Qian, neither walking very fast, nor wanting to follow her and look at her, but seemed not to worry about her running away at all.

It didn't take long for someone to bring them a carriage, Feng Qian jumped up without saying a word, and Liufeng raised his eyebrows and followed.

The carriage was huge, and apart from the sound of horses' hooves and wheels rolling, it was so silent that only the cold wind could be heard in the distance.

Feng Qian kept staring out of the window, even if the window was closed, she couldn't see anything outside from her direction.

The flowing wind would sometimes frown and not know what she was thinking, and sometimes it would also look at her, a meaningful scrutiny.

"Xiao Qi, don't you really remember anything about the past?" I don't know how long it took for him to finally ask.

Feng's long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lifted his eyes and glanced at him, indifferent and mocking.

"Xiao Qi again?" She curled her lips coldly, "You have such a firm tone, it seems that I can't admit it." ”

She seemed to be smiling, but there was no trace of warmth in your smile, "Ever since I had amnesia a year ago, I've always been asked this question - do you remember the past?" Experience told me that the person who asked me this must have something to do with my past memories. You have tied up my children and threatened my husband, why are you going to sue me now, are we very close? ”

After speaking, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and her dark eyes fell on Liufeng for a moment, waiting for him to answer.

Liufeng listened to the undisguised sarcasm in her words and frowned, "You hate me? ”

Especially the sentence "my husband", she said it so naturally, as straightforward as a sharp knife.

How could she do that?

Even if she has amnesia, how can she be like this.

He had to rejoice that he was sitting in front of her at this moment, and he was the one who listened to her. Otherwise, if the Lord hears her say this, he doesn't know what is going to happen. Although the man never showed anything, he knew very well that Xiao Qi was different, and in the Lord's heart, only Xiao Qi was different.

Feng Qian looked at his tense face with a hint of anger flashing, fast and faint, almost impossible to catch if you didn't look closely. She curled her lips and only thought it was ridiculous, "Otherwise, what do you think I should give you?" ”

Liufeng was silent, just quietly looked at her for nearly a cup of tea, and then withdrew his gaze as usual, "You don't remember anything now, I don't want to worry about you." ”

"Oh, it seems like it's all my fault." Feng Qian laughed lightly, she lowered her eyes, stroked a strand of hair and played with it casually in her hand, "It seems that there is something you want me to remember that I don't remember?" ”

Liufeng asked himself if he was not an impulsive person, but now looking at her calm and breezy appearance, he just wanted to strangle this woman.

glared at her coldly for a while, and snorted coldly: "I have no right to sue you." ”

Feng Qian shrugged his shoulders, "If you don't say it, forget it." ”

Obviously, he himself mentioned it first, and now it seems that she is very interested in knowing.

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became oppressive again, and he sat there sullenly, with the three big words "I'm not happy" clearly written on his face.

"My lord, it's here."

It wasn't until the carriage stopped and the coachman outside said this that Feng Qian felt the burning gaze move away from her face.