Chapter 898: He trash-talked himself

Translator:

c.o.keZero

Editor:

Rainystars

The next second, the firefox marched in while swaying its furry tail.

Mu Jinghangs eyes widened, This thing isnt normal! How did it find us here!

The firefox rolled its eyes and marched up to Qiao Qing and dropped the backpack.

Ack, ack, ack!

You forgot about me, didnt you?

Qiao Qing patted its back and answered a little guiltily, Thats not true.

Zhao Sizhan was tongue-tied as he stared at the fox, This is this is a pet of yours, Ms. Qiao?

Qiao Qing nodded. She took the backpack and took out her small laptop.

Quan Yeqing commented, This fox has a very smart-looking face. But why is it so fat? If Kaiyi didnt tell me that its a fox, I wouldnt have known.

The firefox,

Mu Jinghang laughed out loud, Its been very greedy with food. Its always easy to gain weight and hard to lose.

The firefox gritted its teeth. It was about to go up to Qiao Qing for comfort when Qiao Qing went up to Quan Zexi with her laptop.

Qiao Qing showed him what was on the screen.

Dont you find this architectural blueprint familiar?

Quan Zexi glanced at it and answered immediately, I drew it, so of course, I am familiar. But, why is it with you? You went to that particular hotel?

Qiao Qing shook her head, We dont have to get into how I got this. Based on the timeline I am aware of, you escaped the biochemistry lab three years ago. It should be around then that you lost your memories. This drawing, however, was done two years ago. Please tell me, if you lost your memories, then why did you sign it with your signature from before?

Quan Zexi looked at the spot she was pointing at and froze up, Thats a signature?

Qiao Qing, You dont know?

Who could tell what that thing is?! It doesnt look like any characters, but it doesnt look like a drawing either. I drew that purely out of subconsciousness. I never even figured out what that was. Whoever designed that signature is stupid. Why would they choose such a dumb design?

Qiao Qing,

Jun Yexuan,

Qi Yusen,

Mu Jinghang,

He didnt recognize his own signature.

Then he trash-talked his own design?!

So he wasnt faking this memory loss.

Qiao Qing was speechless, This was your design. You designed it yourself.

Quan Zexi,

Quan Yeqing sighed deeply, Your high IQ might be fake news. Dont tell anyone youre my son. Im ashamed of that fact.

Quan Zexi,

He gently coughed and tried to conceal this awkwardness.

He looked at the signature a little more closely and added, This design is rather soulful!

Zhao Sizhan,

Everyone else,

The Duke never forgets to love himself.

If others designed it, they were idiots. But since he designed it, it was soulful. What double standards he had.

Qiao Qing asked, Does this make you remember anything?

Quan Zexi shook his head, No.

Qiao Qing was aware that this was just the beginning, so she wasnt discouraged. She clicked and moved her mouse. She opened a different folder, Then, check these ones out. These are your designs from before as well.

Just then, there was the sound of a helicopter coming from the garden.

Qiao Qings finger stopped moving, My moms here.. Come with me and meet my mom.