Chapter 41: Chapter 41 Dear, Have You Divorced Today? (Smile)

"No way, how am I supposed to clean all this by myself?" Jinsheng had been rich before, living a life of utter laziness, and completely unwilling to do housework.

She walked over to Mo Jiao’s wardrobe, picked up his jacket, and casually folded it: "At most, I’ll tidy up the wardrobe. For the rest, why don’t you do it yourself?"

Seeing Mo Jiao sneer at her without responding, Jinsheng raised her hand to rub her temple and shook her head repeatedly: "I can’t do this anymore. My head is spinning, it hurts so bad. I think I’m dying."

Mo Jiao, unable to take it anymore, strode over, grabbed her by the arm, and dragged her to the door: "Get out. If you’re going to die, don’t die in my room."

"Okay then~" Jinsheng immediately sprang back to life.

As she ran off, she didn’t forget to turn around and give Mo Jiao a thumbs-up: "Wow, I suddenly feel like I can live again. Dr. Mo, your healing touch is truly miraculous!"

Mo Jiao: ...

Why did he even bother with her?

After figuring out Bai Yan was most likely the one who tampered with her memory, Jinsheng had been observing the neighbors with her five Beast Husbands in shifts over the past few days.

During this time, she also practiced shooting at a newly built shooting range in the Space.

"Su Ye, are you ready yet?" Jinsheng called out from the front door.

She wanted to improve her skills. Besides shooting, it was only natural to learn some combat techniques too.

Conveniently, her man doubled as a free trainer—it wouldn’t make sense not to take advantage.

Su Ye returned from the garden gate, holding a large bouquet of black and red roses.

Jinsheng was surprised: "I’ve been waiting for you so long—did you go to get me flowers?"

"I’m curious too... Who exactly prepared these flowers for you?" Su Ye chuckled softly.

Then he turned the bouquet around, showing the side with the card to Jinsheng.

As soon as she saw the card, Jinsheng’s smile froze.

Card: My dear, have you broken up with Li today? ^_^

such a message on a

look—this name, Jinsheng—is it another person with exactly the same name as

just one glance, Jinsheng knew exactly

Ye: "Su Ye, this wasn’t another one of your

to stabilize

there was absolutely no way she could let the existence of Li slip in front of them—unless Li just agreed to marry

would work. Passing

genuinely puzzled expression, he realized there might actually

prank by one of the

bouquet inside, with Jinsheng close on

this, step forward now," Su Ye said, placing the flowers on the

busy with their own tasks, turned

away: "I’m allergic to

even like roses. Definitely not

own is on her. I couldn’t afford it," Mo Jiao said, throwing

gaze toward Que Zelian:

he was reading, gave the roses a once-over, and said, "These are Dark Night Roses, which only grow on the cliffs of Mist West. I couldn’t have bought them even if I wanted

trying to mess with us," Jinsheng said, pulling out the card before Su Ye could reply. "Random flowers with such weird messages? Could it be one of your enemies

taking a look: "Seems like

someone you pissed

card back onto the table. "Anyone who’d still hold a grudge against me has their

one of your enemies," Yu Yunxiao speculated. "Knowing your temper—and the fact that your memory isn’t fully intact—who knows how

point!" Jinsheng

the flowers?" Huaiqing

flowers hanging on the doorknob.

just leave it," Que Zelian said, steeping tea as his gaze fell on Jinsheng. "They’re just wildflowers. If there’s no poison, and Jinsheng likes them, let her

Jinsheng always felt guilty meeting

grow them in the Space?" Jinsheng proposed. "Didn’t Que Zelian say these flowers only grow on

huh?" Su Ye swept his golden eyes

profits! If we can grow these flowers, we could sell them

five Beast Husbands, that’s five buyers in one family alone. Isn’t that at least five

Jiao said, patting Jinsheng on the head. "But I’m planting trees,

roses, so it’s a no from me," Yu Yunxiao said, continuing to keep a

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