Chi Ying had not noticed that once she entered the room and carelessly slammed the door, she simply ignored everything else.
Little did she know, the person behind had slipped in.
The door clicked shut.
A few seconds slower than expected.
Chi Ying was startled and swiftly turned around, jumping back in alarm as she defensively retreated several steps, glaring coldly and angrily at him, "What are you doing here?"
Si Chen narrowed his phoenix eyes, scrutinizing her damp face and advancing step by step. His narrow eyes flickered with a dark light, "I'm really curious how someone can change their face faster than flipping a book. Who was it that wouldn't let go of me before?"
"What's so strange about that? Before I... lost my memory and wasn't in my right mind, isn't it normal to judge by appearances?" Chi Ying clutched the bath towel tighter and took a few steps back, warily watching him.
