My childhood friend and I were attacked at the same time. When I woke up, he had lost his memory.
I was completely unharmed, but the soul of my grandmother, who had been dead for many years, had entered my body.
“That coward, pretending to have amnesia to trick my precious girl into obediently believing him! Good thing I’m dead, or I’d have beaten him to a pulp!”
I stared in shock, my mouth hanging open.
My grandmother’s furious curses kept ringing in my mind.
“In her past life, my precious girl was killed by that coward Song Wenjing. She never had a single happy day!”
“My dear, this time, when your grandfather asks which man you want to marry, don’t choose Song Wenjing! If you have to pick someone, choose Song Hanzhang. That boy has a real sense of responsibility!”
The next moment, my grandfather and several elders came into my room, just as she had said.
They laid out portraits of the four princes before me and asked me to choose one as my husband.
Without the slightest hesitation, I chose my sworn enemy, Song Hanzhang.
If Grandmother said Song Wenjing didn’t love me, then I didn’t want him anymore.
