Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love Chapter 913 Tingting, I Have Superpowers 22

He wasn’t exactly complimenting her, but she nodded in agreement like he had not been manipulated to say that.

“Su Zhinian is…” Su Zhinian paused before continuing in a softer voice. “…a big maniac!”

Song Qingchun nodded with a smile, and she held her hand over her mouth to cover up the giggles.

“Song Qingchun is the most beautiful person in the world!”

Song Qingchun still accepted the compliment shamelessly and even went so far as replying politely, “Thank you!”

“Su Zhinian… is the ugliest!”

This time Song Qingchun couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing. She rudely commented, even though this was all her doing, “Su Zhinian, while I thank you for your compliments, I don’t think it’s nice for you to keep scolding yourself.”

“…” Su Zhinian moved his lips wordlessly.

Song Qingchun suppressed the giggling urge, and her eyes that looked at Su Zhinian turned serious. She stared at him from a distance away before slowly taking a step forward. She looked him up and down before asking seriously, “Su Zhinian, are you human?”

Su Zhinian continued to nod wordlessly.

“Then…” Song Qingchun moved her gaze to fall on the paper on the coffee table. The paper with the sentence ‘My name is Song Qingchun’ was still sitting openly on it. She pointed at it and continued. “…What is going on with this?”

Su Zhinian was silent. After a while, Song Qingchun pressed. “Su Zhinian?”

Su Zhinian raised his head to look at her. He pointed at the sofa, signalling for her to take a seat. After they were both seated, with about a meter between them, he looked at her unblinkingly for an extended period of time before admitting slowly, “Tingting, I have superpowers.”

Song Qingchun’s eyes turned wide and round. She thought that she had misheard him, so she uttered a confused “Huh?” on reflex. Su Zhinian took a deep breath to suppress the anxiety and nervousness collecting in his heart before repeating himself with greater clarity. “Tingting, I have superpowers.”

Song Qingchun stared dumbly at Su Zhinian, and her brain processed the message for a long time before she blinked, regaining her awareness. Superpowers? Is this some kind of drama or what?

Before the thought settled in her mind, Su Zhinian realized through the flapping of her lashes that Song Qingchun had recovered from the news he dropped. So, he continued slowly.

“…I have super hearing, several hundred times more than a normal individual. As long as the distance isn’t too far, no matter how soft the voice, I can still hear it.

“When I have physical contact with another person, I can read their thoughts. Like just now, when I was holding your hand, I could hear the thoughts that were going through your mind.

“Lastly, and most importantly, is regarding this paper that you see…” Su Zhinian explained as he picked up the paper from the table. “…I can control another person’s mind for a short period of time to make them do something. For example, the car accident a few days ago. It was me who controlled the truck driver to turn his truck towards the rails.

“However, the downside of this superpower is that I will suffer the injury suffered by the person whose mind I was controlling… There’s also one more thing. After I stop controlling their mind, the person will experience short-term memory loss; in other word, they will not remember what happened when I was controlling their mind.”