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Published at 4th of March 2020 03:40:15 AM
Chapter 792

Despite his serious tone, An Xiaxia knew he meant something completely different…


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That’s enough, Mr . Idol!

She looked away, jabbed the tips of her index fingers together, then stole a glance at Sheng Yize .

Hm, after not seeing him for quite a while, he seemed to have become more handsome .

He even had longer eyelashes than she did, hm…

The scheming guy said suddenly, “Enjoying the view?”

“What…” An Xiaxia suddenly realized that she had been staring at him .

Why, wasn’t she a little too old to act like an infatuated girl?

She laughed awkwardly . “I wasn’t looking at you . I’m just savoring the view outside . ”


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Sheng Yize smiled and didn’t comment .

An Xiaxia vowed to herself that she would stop gawking .

However, she had no control over where her eyes strayed . She began to stare at Sheng Yize a few moments later .

“Stare at me again and I’m eating you up!” the husband threatened with a stern face .

That successfully frightened An Xiaxia, who sat up straight right away like a good student .

She played with her phone for a while in boredom before she made up her mind and said to Sheng Yize, “I’d like you to come with me to a place . ”

“Where?” Sheng Yize raised an eyebrow .

“A place that I’ve always wanted to go, but was too afraid to…” An Xiaxia murmured .


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Yu City Psychiatric Hospital .

The nurse led An Xiaxia to the ward Zhong Yue used to live in .

Zhong Yue’s living conditions had been reasonable . Her suite consisted of two bedrooms and a living room, which were all kept clean and tidy . There was a small garden outside her window, where refreshing plants grew .

However, no matter how nice it looked, one couldn’t overlook the fact that a corridor away was the psych ward where patients with all kinds of conditions dwelled .

An Xiaxia saw people behaving in various unusual ways on her way in . Some were dancing strangely, some kept standing on their hands despite the nurse’s repeated cajoling, and many more growled incoherently like caged animals .

Zhong Yue had lived in such a place for over a decade .

An Xiaxia felt like bursting into tears .


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She walked around the room, blinked, and asked, “Hey, where did I use to hide my things when I was little?”

Sheng Yize said, “Under my pillow or your pillow . ”

An Xiaxia felt her cheeks heat up . Come to think of it, she had indeed been a dumb kid when she was little…

The funniest thing she ever did was when she went all the way to this far-off convenience store to buy her favorite strawberry popsicle . She then hid it under Sheng Yize’s pillow as if it was her most treasured possession .

She then went to play with Er Fu, forgetting all about the popsicle .

Back then, she hadn’t had any concept of using the fridge, but only thought that as long as it was hidden, all was well .

Sheng Yize had had a very unpleasant experience when he went to bed that night . The popsicle had melted completely, staining his pillow, sheets, and duvet .

When An Xiaxia went to play with him the following day, she got a good spanking .

An Xiaxia thought it wouldn’t do any harm to try, so she lifted Zhong Yue’s pillow .

There was nothing .

She wouldn’t give up just yet . She knocked around on the bed frame until something caught her attention .

Lifting up the bedding and mattress, she saw that one of the wooden boards was of a different color .

An Xiaxia removed the board to find a concealed compartment, in which were a few journals, a photo album, and other bibs and bobs .

“Talk about the power of genes… I finally know where I got that habit of hiding things under pillows . ” An Xiaxia didn’t know whether to laugh or cry .

Opening one of the journals, she saw Zhong Yue’s pretty handwriting .

An Xiaxia flipped through the pages, but as she read on, the look on her face changed .

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