Guh Siyi almost spat blood from the choking resentment in her heart. Her lips tugged awkwardly into a smile, and a trace of confusion flickered in her eyes.
"Miss An, didn't you lose your memory? How is it that you still remember Ye Lin? …"
"Hmm, I did lose my memory. But I can't forget the people who've treated me well, just as I can't forget my enemies."