"I feel like I know you... Have I met you before?"
When they met again, Meng Xiao's ghost had finally come to its senses, able to clearly express its thoughts.
However, it still hadn't recovered its memories and seemed a bit slow.
Du Youqian told him honestly, "You owe me money. Lots and lots of money."
"What's money?" Meng Xiao asked, confused. "No, wait, I think I understand what money is. You said I owe you a lot of it? How am I supposed to pay you back?"
Seeing Du Youqian bullying Meng Xiao, Xi Mengran stood to the side, furiously making faces—it was the only thing she could do.
After all, she didn't dare to make a move on Du Youqian.
Du Youqian shot Xi Mengran a threatening glare, then smiled and continued communicating with Meng Xiao via Divine Sense. "You can pay me back slowly. No rush. You said I seem familiar. What do you feel when you see me?"
Meng Xiao said, "I feel a little like I want to get close to you... and a little like I want to run away."
