Fang Chuning said, "He still doesn't know I've regained my memory; we haven't talked about this."
Zhang Boju was dumbfounded, "You could do something like this? Living together for seven or eight days without coming clean—is this a death wish?"
Fang Chuning clicked his tongue, "Calm down, don't make a fuss. If he really hears, then it's truly courting death. I will find a suitable excuse to regain my memory."
"You're really something, getting away with this as well." Zhang Boju shook his head, feeling increasingly uneasy. Since Xie Jue wasn't managing this affair, did it mean Fang Chuning had to face it alone? Zhang Boju felt for Fang Chuning, thinking it was too cruel for him to handle this alone. The commander's fury wasn't something he could quell alone; with Xie Jue at his side, at least the commander wouldn't dare act too rashly.
