So, Li Peifeng plans to continue pretending.
According to the plan, he intends to have amnesia for half a month, pretend for at least three days, and get through the seventh. By then, he'll fly to Shanghai for the annual meeting as usual, stay for a week, and his memory will return.
Then, based on the reactions of the girls, he will make different rescue measures...
"Do you still remember you're flying to Shanghai tomorrow?"
It was already eleven at night when Wu Wenyue parked the car and spontaneously brought up the Endpoint author annual meeting.
"Hmm, it seems like there's such a thing."
Li Peifeng retracted his hand from the door handle, his tone uncertain: "Just now, the editor sent me a WeChat message asking when I'm flying, then I checked the app and found out I indeed booked tickets, three tickets, why three?"
"You're taking the two of us along." Xu Manning reminded: "Did you not notice the information on the other two tickets was for Manning and Yueyue?"
