Chapter 91 - Smell and recognize.

Through the clear glass door, Ling Xi saw a shadow inside the dim light, and after nodding slightly, pushed the door open and went inside.

“Brother Jiayang?”

The man looked up, and the moment he heard her voice, his whole heart seemed to have fallen into the sea. She had still come.

That’s right. He seemed to be under a spell. ‘If you become Chi Jiayang, what would Ling Xi do to you?’ This sentence had been lingering in his heart, ringing.

In the end, he had still obeyed his heart. Thinking: ‘If you see it with your own eyes, you can give up!’

After tonight, he would let go. This short happiness, would end tonight.

Ling Xi approached slowly, forcing him to bear the unhappiness in his heart, “Ka–ka–ka.”

The sound of the high heels stepping on the ground was particularly loud in the empty office.

Getting closer and closer, closer and closer… Till she sat down in the chair opposite him, but that look on her face, just like the hail on a cold winter’s night, with a sense of indifference and disgust, was familiar to him.

“Oh, Ou Mengxue should have told you, right? I remember everything now.”

Xu Yizhi’s heart panicked for a moment. Had Ling Xi recognized him?

However he heard her continue to say, “Chi Jiayang, you’re really disgusting. You say that you love me, but you have sex with my best friend, I…”

The man was stunned. This was a little different from the conversation he had been expecting.

A gust of wind blew in through the window, and Ling Xi who had wanted to say something else smelled something familiar. It seemed to be the scent of the man in front of her. A little closer, the scent became clearer.

This… no…wasn’t this Yizhi’s scent? Why was he here?

No wonder Ou Mengxue asked her to come to Chi Jiayang tonight. If she had guessed it well, she wanted her husband to see her ‘cheating’ with his own eyes, right?

That woman’s mind was really vicious. It seemed that slap had been too light.

In the dim light, the man’s hairstyle, and the style of clothing, coupled with the fact that this was Chi Jiayang’s office, she’d really thought of him as Chi Jiayang.

Then what she’d said just now, wasn’t it…

If it was really Yizhi, she needed to change her method. Anyways, as soon as she tried it, she would know.

“Why don’t you explain?”

“You… Do you remember everything?” The man deliberately changed his voice, making it sound low.

Despite this, Ling Xi was still able to distinguish it. “How did your voice become like this?”

“Cough… I’ve had a cold these past few days.”

The depths of Ling Xi’s eyes were infused with a cunning light. This man couldn’t be thinking that since she had ‘recovered’ her memory, she would divorce him, right?

With the idea of comforting him, Ling Xi walked slowly behind him, her two long arms, like lotus roots, wrapped gently around his neck, which looked extremely intimate from Ou Mengxue’s point of view outside the door. “Brother Jiayang, do you still remember what I said to you some time ago?”

She could feel the stiffness of the man’s back.

He was really afraid, afraid to hear the woman he loved say ‘I love you’ to other man.

He sighed in his heart. Women were really fickle.

“Forgotten so soon? Then I’ll help you remember.” Ling Xi’s hand stroked his cheek, as if to remember the outline of his face.

Xu Yizhi clenched his fists.

This was the first time she was touching his cheek. She hadn’t expected his skin to be so smooth. She couldn’t help herself.

She gently put her lips in the man’s ear.