Su Changfeng helplessly smiled, "I can't believe I have to prove this..."
"See, I told you this guy is just pretending. He doesn't know anything," Lin Qingmeng stepped back, looking at Su Changfeng with a wary face.
Even though Tang Qiulu thought he looked very much like Su Changfeng, if he couldn't prove it, Tang Qiulu wouldn't believe it.
"If you can't prove it, then you aren't Su Changfeng," Tang Qiulu said.
Su Changfeng touched his nose and said, "At night, you sometimes snore, you often sleep at the head of the bed, but wake up at the foot."
"And you never wear matching undergarments."
"You don't like eating cilantro and scallions, and with every meal, you eat two bowls of rice."
Hearing what Su Changfeng said, Tang Qiulu froze on the spot.
These are all small details from everyday life, and for someone to know them means they know her very well. If they didn't spend every day together, they wouldn't know these details.
