"So, you're so outstanding and I'm so ordinary. If you married me, does that mean you're brain-damaged?" Qiao Xia, who had lost her memory, hadn't lost all her smarts and was holding her own in the argument.
Mu Liang wasn't surprised at all. This girl was never easy to fool and was actually quite shrewd.
"I'm not brain-damaged. I have an IQ of 130. You were persistent, and just so happened to catch my eye. Considering that you loved me so desperately that you couldn't help yourself, I reluctantly married you. Anyway, no woman in this world is worthy of me," Mu Liang said with utmost seriousness, showcasing himself convincingly.
Qiao Xia gritted her teeth; she'd never met such an infuriating man before.
"So, you don't love me at all?"
"I refuse to answer that question!" Mu Liang's ears turned red. All this talk about love was childish!
Qiao Xia nearly despised him to death.
You clearly like me too.
