After the first experience, this time, facing his indifference, Mu Lingyue didn't feel as bad as the first time.

"I have something I want to give you."

He still lowered his eyes, without even looking at her, and uttered two words coldly, "No."

She was startled for a moment, "Mr. Lan, don't you see what it is?"

"unnecessary."[

Three emotionless and cold words came out of his mouth.

Faced with such indifference, she really had no other choice but to be thick-skinned.

Mu Lingyue took a deep breath and forced a smile from the corner of her lips. Even though he had clearly expressed his wishes, she still walked over shamelessly, "Mr. Lan, this... this is all

It’s what you liked to eat in the past, please try it.”

Before she could get close to him, a cold gust of wind suddenly came towards her. She was stunned. In an instant, her body was caught in front of him by this cold gust of wind, and she knelt at his knees in a kneeling posture.

The basket in his hand fell to the ground, and all the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes inside fell out, exuding bursts of sweet and rich aroma.

His chin was lifted by his cold fingers, and his dark red eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. He looked straight at her with cold eyes, looking at her with eyes full of disgust, "You woman don't understand.

My words? I said, no matter what relationship I had with you before, we have no relationship now. Don’t bother me again, let alone tell me anything about the past, because..."

Looking at her face that gradually turned pale and her look of being struck, he felt inexplicably irritated. He snorted coldly, let go of his hand, pushed her body to the ground, and said coldly, "If you are

If you want to tell me the past things, thinking that I will remember something, then only if you are disappointed, I will not remember anything, and I will only hate you even more."

I will only hate you even more...hate...

Even though Mu Lingyue was prepared, even though she knew she would be hurt by his words and actions this time, when the words "disgust" came out of his mouth, her heart still felt like something was stabbing her.

For a moment.

She couldn't believe how someone could change so quickly.

Even if he loses his memory, he used to like her. If he doesn't remember her, he won't hate her.

But at this time...

She raised her eyes and clearly saw that his eyes were full of disgust, as if she was such an unworthy and disgusting person. That look of disgust deeply hurt her heart.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cakes scattered on the ground were thrown to the ground. The sweet-scented osmanthus cakes were originally soft and could not withstand the fall, and most of them were broken into small pieces.

This is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake she made when she got up early in the morning.

Every piece of pastry is made with her heart.

She stared blankly for a few times, then climbed up from the ground, squatted next to the basket, and picked up the broken osmanthus cakes piece by piece.

Lan Qingyue frowned at her actions, and that inexplicable irritability came to her mind again.

He didn't like this feeling, not at all.

He hated even more that this woman pretended to be pitiful every time in front of him, which made him feel disgusted.[
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