Don't even think about it.
Since you want to pretend you've lost your memory so badly, then let's all pretend together.
Seeing that she'd gotten angry, Ding Jihan hurriedly pulled his leg back and sat even more properly than a little kid in kindergarten.
"Fine, fine, fine. How could I refuse? As long as you'll let me tag along, you can deal with me however you want. I won't object."
Su Qiao shot him a look and pretended not to hear him, her gaze falling on the inner pocket over his chest. "Where did this thing come from? Aren't you afraid of getting locked up?"
Ding Jihan touched the weapon at his chest and smiled as he leaned over, preparing to explain.
Su Qiao glared at him. He rubbed his nose and shrank back.
"I have a shooting range under my control. It's specifically for providing practice grounds for athletes in competitive shooting sports. Of course, some shooting enthusiasts go there to play too, so this is completely within the rules. It's not illegal."
After glancing at the people beneath the car, he leaned mysteriously toward Su Qiao's ear. "I'll tell you a secret. This is actually a tranquilizer gun, the kind used in wildlife reserves."
"Stay away from me."
Su Qiao rolled her eyes and slapped his face away.
His skin was far too thick.
"Fine, fine, I'll stay away. A little farther away." Ding Jihan felt like a complete failure.
His wife was so hard to approach.
It was one thing for her to be so guarded. She also seemed to particularly dislike him.
Could it be that he'd made a mistake in the way he'd first appeared, leaving her with such a terrible impression?
But he couldn't feel at ease letting her return to her hometown alone