My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!

Nina: "...Why? Why do you want to quit? Is it because they criticized you too harshly for hitting someone? Don’t worry, once the truth comes out in a while, they’ll definitely apologize to you. You were criticized even worse when you first debuted than now, so there’s no need to leave the circle. Trust me, leave the company matters to me, I promise to handle them well for you."

"Nina..."

"Melody, you’re just suffering from amnesia right now and haven’t remembered yet. When you do remember, you’ll definitely regret quitting." Nina was almost crying.

The Melody Thorne before amnesia, I tried my best!

"Nina, proceed as usual with the arrangements for tomorrow, preferably in the morning. You should know that no one can change my decisions."

She decided to retire backstage and promote newcomers!

Nina: "...Melody, please think it over again, just consider it my plea, I beg you. You’ll certainly regret it once you regain your memory."

"Do you still think I haven’t regained my memory just because you’re hearing me speak?" Melody rubbed her temples. "I’ll explain to you tomorrow. Just remember to help me organize the press conference in the morning."

Nina: "..."

The phone call was hung up, and the words Nina wanted to say got stuck in her throat.

Damn it, so terrifying; she thought Melody had regained her memory when she heard her voice just now.

Could it be?

Impossible. If she regained her memory, she’d definitely come to the company!

Should tomorrow’s press conference be prepared or not?

Nina was hesitating when she received a message, also from Melody.

[If there is no press conference tomorrow, I’ll fire you!]

Nina: "..."

Melody put away her phone, finally having time to examine the bedroom she shared with Jared Quinn, dazzlingly pink, pink as far as the eye can see, filled with many toys that water girls love.

This was the masterpiece of her amnesia; she really wondered how Jared could stand her. Tomorrow, she must change it back.

This pink is so glaring that it’s blinding her.

"What are you looking at?" Jared Quinn embraced her, resting his chin in the nook of her neck, his thin lips occasionally brushing her fragrant soft neck.

Melody inexplicably thought of the little risqué jokes Jared told her during her amnesia, just like the risqué and wholesome ones he just told.

She decided to tease him.

I think I decorated this room to be truly beautiful, it’s pink everywhere; it’s almost blindingly bright.

That was what I liked before I turned sixteen. Now I have no girlish fondness for pink.

"Then in the future, shall we change everything in the room to pink?"

Melody: "...No need. I think this is just the right amount of pink."

"Hmm, according to what you like."

Melody pouted her pink lips, her hand pulling down the dress hanging from her body, causing her body to deliberately move back a bit, pressing against Jared’s abdomen.

"Don’t move," Jared said hoarsely.

"Oh~" Melody drew out the sound very long, pulling the dress down more forcefully, her shoulder lightly draped in a thin strap, pulling down would reveal the collarbone and a soft curve...

"Speak properly."

Jared was unexpectedly ignited by her mere ’oh’ sound.

Melody wanted to laugh but held it back, still twisting her body, purposely grinding against him. "Jared Quinn, it seems my neck is a bit itchy; can you move away a bit?"