When it came to her childhood, Yun Qiluo's mind was a complete blank.
She bit her lip but still didn't mention her memory loss.
The beautiful woman had said this must be kept secret.
If she didn't want those bad guys from her memories to come back for her, the fewer people who knew about her amnesia, the better.
So she shook her head and simply said, "I don't know either, I just saw that and felt it was very familiar."
She wasn't lying about this.
She always felt that she had played with something similar before.
Song Shijia found her explanations vague and didn't ask further questions.
She breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't expect you to be so good at fighting, I worried for nothing before."
No matter what, as long as Yun Qiluo wasn't being bullied, it was fine.
Although...what happened today at the Taekwondo club was too shocking.
It even made Song Shijia feel, for a moment, that their little darling was moving towards Ji Xiaocao's path of breaking stereotypes.
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