When I woke up, I had lost my memory.
Lin Duzhou, the boss of my ex-boyfriend, asked me with red eyes in front of the hospital bed: "Tell me! When did you wear it? Give me back my real Qiqi!"
I looked at this handsome lunatic blankly, and pointed at the replay of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" on TV: "Perhaps, it's the first year of Yongzheng's reign?"
Lin Duzhou: "... Very good, taskmaster, you successfully attracted my attention."
He took me back to the mansion and used the boss's quotes to mentally attack me every day, trying to force the original owner to show up.
Until I was on his bed and touched our engagement ring.
Now I looked at his nervous face and smiled slightly: "Mr. Lin, does the bookstore's KPI include letting scumbags be cremated?"
Purpose: Find yourself