With her extremely forgetful memory, one canât possibly count on her to remember.
However, itâs not that Ye Fei canât remember people; her memory is excellent. Itâs just that those passersby in her life donât seem to matter to her, so she doesnât bother remembering them.
Even after Song Xiuxia had left, Ye Fei was still musing to herself, "When did this happen... I have no recollection at all... Was it when I was very little? If so, it would be he who remembered me, not the other way around."
Ye Fei finished the last bit of bandaging herself. To avoid Ye Mo noticing anything, she went into her room to change back into her clothes. She had just put on a casual mid-sleeve shirt, which successfully hid her injuries.
As soon as she came out, she ran into Song Yanxi.
"Feiâer, is your hand okay? I think I might have kicked too hard."
"Iâm fine!" Sister, how can that be considered a âbitâ hard?
If it had been some other girl, say, Eleven, their ribs would be broken for sure!
"As long as youâre okay, if not, your brother would kill me." Song Yanxi laughs.
"Donât mind him, they love making a big fuss over small things," Ye Fei walked over, "Hey Sister Yanxi, Song Xiuxia said we met when we were young, when was that?"
"Ah? How can I remember things from that long ago? But our families used to visit each other quite frequently, and we attended some banquets together, perhaps we met on one of those occasions? It was so long ago, I canât remember."
"So when did he start practicing martial arts?"
"Around when he was ten. One day, he came home injured, looks like he was bullied. But he wouldnât tell us anything. The next day, he told my father he wanted to learn martial arts with me. Since it wasnât a bad thing, we agreed."
"Ah... so he was bullied. Ho, he even started later than me? And he surpassed me! Ha... I canât take it!"
Song Yanxi chuckled and patted her shoulder, "Xiuxia is quite gifted, and youâre not too shabby yourself."
"Did he not tell more about that?"
"Xiuxia, after challenging me, he hasnât done anything else, where would he find the time to chat and tell me these stories? Hey Feiâer, you seem to be particularly interested in Xiuxiaâs matters today?"
"No! He suddenly started saying some nonsensical things."
"Like what?"
"Nothing! Letâs go, should be time to feast!"
Without exposing her, Song Yanxi thought, could it be... Xiuxia confessed his feelings?
Interesting, it seems like thereâs a great show coming up!
Ever since Ye Fei came to the dojo, her womanâs intuition was telling her that Ye Fei was different for Xiuxia!
...
The party went on until late into the night. Everyone was together, eating, drinking, making merry.
By the end, people were sleeping everywhere. Walking into the living room, if there wasnât a lack of blood, youâd think there were bodies all over the floor. Eleven and Ye Mo carried Cute and Jiujiu in, letting them rest on the sofa for a while.
Eleven didnât drink much, Ye Mo knowing that she couldnât hold her liquor well, he drank all the alcohol she was passed over.
Looking at all the people on the ground, Eleven thought gloomily, âIf Gu Liancheng suddenly comes back... oh dear, weâre done for!â
Thankfully, he isnât coming back until tomorrow.
"Whereâs Feiâer?" asked Eleven.
"Not sure where she went off to."
Speaking of Gu Lianchengâs villa in the Western District, itâs indeed vast. Built around a mountain, calling it a âvillaâ doesnât do it justice. It has all sorts of facilities, around three thousand square meters in size, even having a golf course in the back mountain for daily recreation.
After everyone started drinking, people just scattered around. Since Ye Mo needed to take care of Eleven and the two kids, he didnât notice where Ye Fei went.