After being cheated on, I had a flash marriage with a chaebol prince

"I laughed at you for being stupid. You looked at me like a pervert with that expression on your face just now. How could I not guess it?" Si Qingmo looked at her and said seriously: "I'm not a pervert. I know you The sleeping position is not because I monitored you or installed any cameras in your room. It's just that several times you got up in the middle of the night to drink water. I saw the mark on the mat on the left side of your face, so I guessed that you liked it. You sleep on your left side, and most people, even if they sleep on their side, have their face pressed against the pillow, but there are marks on the mat on your face, which means you are not sleeping honestly."

"Oh, that's it." Cheng Yinian breathed a sigh of relief.

However, soon, she thought of something again and asked: "Then, how do you know that I will sleep on my stomach again?"

Si Qingmo raised his eyebrows and said, "When you get up in the morning, when you come out, the front of your pajamas will be more wrinkled than the back."

Cheng Yinian blinked, "Are you so meticulous in everything you do?"

"I just have a photographic memory of the things I have seen." Si Qingmo said quietly: "So, when the host asked about this matter, I just happened to think of these, put them together, and I guessed it It’s not difficult anymore.”

Cheng Yi Nian nodded and praised sincerely: "You are so awesome. I'm glad that I won't be your enemy anymore. Otherwise, I won't know how I will die."

Si Qingmo reached out and flicked her forehead, "Why die? I won't do anything illegal or criminal, and..."

Cheng Yi Nian stared at him, waiting for his last words, but he said nothing more.

Cheng Yi Nian was a little anxious, "What else is there? Why do you speak half of what you say?"

Si Qingmo didn't look at her, just stared out of the car window and said, "Also, when we fought before, didn't I always lose to you?"

Cheng Yinian: "So, are you letting me?"

"Why should I let you go?" Si Qingmo glanced at her, "You don't think I'm attracted to you, do you?"

Cheng Yinian coughed lightly. She actually had such an idea for a moment just now. She pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it true? I thought there would be some story about secret love."

Si Qingmo looked at her funny, tapped her on the forehead again, and said, "Don't underestimate yourself, I'm really not as good as you in making clothes."

Cheng Yinian reached out and covered her head. Although he was praising herself, why did she feel a little inexplicable?

She did not speak again.

Seeing that she was silent, Si Qingmo looked back at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yi Nian shook his head, "It's okay."

After a pause, he asked again: "Then how did you know that I like to disassemble and assemble firearms? No one knows about this, not even my dad, nor my best friend. How did you know?"

Si Qingmo pursed his lips and said, "When you were in college, you worked part-time at a shooting range."

Cheng Yinian really admired Si Qingmo this time.

She said: "I work part-time at the shooting range. That is a work-study opportunity provided by the school. Can you think of this as my hobby?"

Si Qingmo knocked on the tailgate and said to the driver in front of him: "Master, stop the car."

The car stopped, he looked at Cheng Yi Nian with a deep look, and said: "One time I went to play with some brothers and happened to see you. You were disassembling and assembling firearms. You were skillful in your movements. You were more familiar with those firearms than the serious employees there. There’s something wrong with a gun and you fix it on the spot.”