Thinking of all the humiliating things she had just done in front of those two people—pretending to have amnesia only to be seen through at a glance, offering up the "fiancé" persona only for the other party to counterkill her with "grandfather," getting too immersed in the act and unconsciously calling him Grandpa, and finally being unable to even say it anymore before directly breaking down and coming clean...
Kongming wanted nothing more than to stuff herself back under the blankets and pass out again.
No! Absolutely not.
Kongming clenched the feather fan in her hand, fighting spirit rekindling in her eyes. She silently swore that when she went downstairs to negotiate later, she would definitely find an opportunity to win back her dignity!
Just as Kongming was rebuilding her mental defenses, a faint rustle of fabric came from the bed beside her.
"Hmm..."
Luna Kindred rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly awakened from her deep slumber.
"Where... is this?" Luna Kindred sat blankly on the bed, looked around at the utterly unfamiliar surroundings, then murmured to herself in a lost and helpless voice.
"..." Hearing that, Kongming, who had just finished tidying her appearance, turned to look at Luna Kindred. The corner of her eye twitched involuntarily.
Why did that sound... so familiar?
Wasn't that the exact line she had used just after waking up, when she was pretending to have amnesia?!
At that thought, an indescribably subtle feeling welled up in her heart.
"All right. That hateful thief from earlier is no longer here. You don't need to keep pretending either." Kongming sighed, waved a hand at Luna Kindred, and spoke in a somewhat weary tone.
The instant she said that, Kongming suddenly understood exactly how Chen Li had felt when he watched her pretend to have amnesia.