The Secret Story He Couldn't Help Having with Chen Chen

Hearing that rather familiar voice, Zhang Xiaohua was greatly startled. When he turned around, he was even more astonished, secretly thinking, You've got to be kidding me. When did Chen Chen enter my memories too? Could it be that I... I also have some kind of... fondness for her?

Chen Chen held a long sword and looked delighted to see Zhang Xiaohua. Gritting her teeth, she said, "You little thief, stop right there! I... I gave you everything, yet you... you actually ran off with Nie Qianyu for a secret affair!"

"Dizzy..." Zhang Xiaohua fell flat on the spot. Fortunately, this was a baffling starry sky, so he did not have to worry about getting hurt in the fall.

"What does that even have to do with anything? When did my memories become this unbearable?"

"But if they really wanted to argue about it, Little Fish had come before Chen Chen!"

As he was thinking, Chen Chen flew closer.

Seeing Chen Chen glaring at him with fury written all over her face, her long sword stabbed without hesitation toward his heart. Zhang Xiaohua knew full well that the sword was merely an illusion and could not truly kill him, but thinking of how Lord Peacock had bitten his neck earlier—and how it still hurt terribly—did the pain of that sword even need explaining?

So he raised his right hand, pinched the sword tip between his fingers, and with a slight exertion of force, seized it from her. Chen Chen was not surprised when the long sword was taken away. Her almond eyes widened as she snapped, "You little thief, you still dare treat me like this? You will not even let me kill you to vent my anger? You... you really are an ungrateful wretch!"

With that, she ignored the