Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss (BL) Chapter 37.2: Liar Liar Puppy Shang (2)

In the live broadcast room.

“I have the same expression Zhuang Qin has now.”

“My dear, do you still remember you are on live broadcast?”

“I’m convinced Shang Jing is taking this opportunity to get back at He Jiang for something else.”

“My poor son. If He Jiang hits you later, mother will not stop him.”

“Am I the only one who thinks Shang Jing is lying to Xiao Zhuang? Our honest and sweet child, Xiao Zhuang, is being eaten at the bottom of the food chain.”

Zhuang Qin was stunned. “Isn’t that a bit too much?”

Shang Jing: This is just the tip of the iceberg. After all, He Jiang did dump mine into the trash bin previously.

He replied in a suppressed voice, “If I really want to be difficult, I will pour the food over He Jiang’s head.”

Shang Jing’s statement shocked Zhuang Qin. Who knew the world of a pain-in-the-ass was so ghastly?

In actual fact, when Shang Jing was first exposed to the live examples of others being difficult to their partners, he was also shocked beyond words and did not have the courage to record them in his memo pad.

How were those actions still in the category of being difficult? They were definitely toeing the line of being mental illness patients.

As the two of them made their way to the restaurant for breakfast, Zhuang Qin could not help keeping an eye on Shang Jing’s side. He was ready to rush over at any time to stop a fight from breaking out.

Cen Feinuo: “Why are you so distracted? What are you looking at?”

Zhuang Qin was instantly pulled back to the present. Stuttering, he said, “I-It’s too hot. I want it to be at exactly 43°C.”

Cen Feinuo was stunned. He stretched out a hand and touched the side of Zhuang Qin’s bowl. “It does seem a little too hot.”

Zhuang Qin mumbled under his voice, “... 43.”

Cen Feinuo looked at Zhuang Qin with excitement. It was rare for him to request something from him, like a snail exposing its little foot. “Give me a second, I’ll go buy a digital thermometer.”

Zhuang Qin rubbed his face forcefully.

This feels… good?

At the same time, the experienced pain-in-the-ass candidate, Shang Jin

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