Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi- Bo Studio
Entanglement? Shu Pan thought she must have misheard; otherwise, how could there be such a ridiculous term?
âMadam Song, are you sure youâre not joking?â Shu Pan smiled slightly, a hint of sarcasm in her expression.
âShu Pan, I know exactly what kind of person you are. Donât think Shaoting is interested in you. In reality, itâs because of Joy.â Song Can said triumphantly.
âI never thought he liked me. In fact, he has caused me trouble.â Shu Panâs heart tightened at Song Canâs words, but she quickly recovered and counterattacked.
âDonât you know? Shaoting has recovered his memory. He knows that Joy is his daughter, which is why he treats you both so well.â Song Canâs words shocked Shu Pan, and instantly, she felt the world turning upside down.
How could he deceive her? Knowing that she felt guilty because of his injury, why hide it from her?
âMs. Song, actually, telling me all this is meaningless. Your son is an adult now, and he has his own mind. Do you think he came because I called him?â Shu Pan felt that Song Can was even more unreasonable than four years ago.
âShu Pan, donât think Shaotingâs affection for you gives you the right to be arrogant. I wonât let you have your way.â Song Can said harshly.
Shu Pan gave a cold smile. She made it sound like she had never been polite to her.
âUp to you, but let me advise you. Iâm not the Shu Pan from four years ago. Please take care of your son, and letâs see how things unfold.â Shu Pan was not about to be bullied by Song Can.
âY⦠you⦠Shu Pan, it seems Iâve underestimated you.â Seeing Shu Panâs arrogant appearance, Song Can thought she was even more unrestrained, likely because she had Gu Shaoting backing her.
âMadam Song, my time is precious. I wonât accompany you any longer.â With that, Shu Pan stood up, picked up her bag, and walked away without looking back.
Leaving Song Can sitting alone at the table, she angrily crumpled the tissue in her hand and slammed it onto the table.
Back at home, Shu Pan still felt a lingering frustration from Song Canâs words. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Gu Shaoting hadnât brought Joy back yet, probably taking her out somewhere.
While Shu Pan was hesitating whether to call them, Gu Shaoting returned with Joy.
Watching him busily attend to Joy, Shu Pan unexpectedly felt a sense of indescribable melancholy.
Truth be told, whether he hid the fact of recovering his memory or not, his feelings for Joy were genuine.
But he still didnât know her well. She couldnât stand deception, whether well-intentioned or not.
When he looked at her, apparently noticing her troubled expression, she asked,
âDonât you have anything to tell me?â
âNothing happened. Why do you ask?â Gu Shaoting was puzzled, not understanding what she meant.
âYouâve recovered your memory, so why didnât you tell me?â Shu Pan tried to keep her voice low, not wanting anyone to detect the abnormality in her tone.
âHow did you know?â¦â Gu Shaoting suddenly realized it must be the work of her mother.
âThen itâs true. Gu Shaoting, you jerk! Do you find it amusing to tease me like a monkey?â Shu Pan suddenly spoke loudly to Gu Shaoting, her voice involuntarily carrying a hint of a sob..