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Without any hesitation, Jiang Ruoqing took the medicine and swallowed it. She then picked up the water cup and gulped it down, and looked at Jing Moxuan with raised eyebrows, "Are you saying that you've been looking for medicine for me the past few days?"

His expression was still as cold as ever. He snorted lightly. "Am I very free?"

"Fine, I thought you went out to look for it. No matter what, thank you." She spoke in a serious tone, but her eyes could not hide her sadness. She could not let it go no matter what. With just a glance, she could clearly tell that she was not happy.

Jing Moxuan casually sat on the sofa, lightly touched the ring on his thumb, and coldly said, "You don't seem to be too happy? Isn't it good to be alive? "

Her expression was one of unspeakable sadness. She sighed. "It's good to be able to, or to be able to."

But what's the point of not being with the person you love? This was not the life she wanted, but this time, her escaping was already a foregone conclusion. Even if she could restrain the poison for the time being, she could not go and see Cheng Yichen.

Seeing her thoughtful look, Jing Moxuan could guess what was on her mind. His heart was restless and he slapped his leg, "I'm hungry, let's go eat something."

Jiang Ruoqing followed him and stood up, and only when she walked to the door did she remember the person from two days ago, "Oh yeah, your grandfather came over two days ago."

"What?" He turned his head in shock and looked at her, his face full of astonishment. "My grandfather came? What is he doing here? "

Jing Moxuan's eyes were especially sharp, causing her to involuntarily shiver, and slowly explain. "I don't know, he said he wanted me to attend his birthday a few days later."

He grabbed onto Jiang Ruoqing's hand and squinted her eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something. He didn't realize that her hand was still tightly grabbing onto her until she cried out for pain.

"What's going on?" Jiang Ruoqing frowned. She could feel that he also seemed to be afraid of his grandfather, but, although the old man who came that day spoke sternly, there wasn't much of a difference.

Jing Moxuan took a deep breath, and frowned: You go down first, I have something to take care of.

Then, he walked straight into the study room and closed the door. He took out his phone and made a call. Soon, the call was picked up, "Butler, grandpa came to my island? "What's going on?"

His hand rested lightly on the desk as he listened to the voice on the phone with a grave expression. He then heard a fierce frown from somewhere. "Alright, I understand now."

After hanging up the phone, his hands slightly supported himself on the desk, his gaze was as sharp as a blade, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and after a while, he finally raised his head, and his expression was fierce. Grandfather wanted him to start a fight with Cheng Yichen, but he refused to let Grandfather have his wish come true!

Thinking of this, he picked up his phone and dialed a number, a smile appearing on his face.

In the evening, another gentle wearing person appeared on the small island. He nodded towards Jing Moxuan and smiled mysteriously, "Young Master Jing, you must think carefully, if the hypnotism were to make her lose her memories, it would very likely damage her brain."

"I'm thinking very clearly." He smiled faintly and squinted at the woman in front of the French window. "I want a new one for her."

The hypnotist smiled knowingly. "Okay, I will try my best to protect her."

Jing Moxuan squinted as he watched the hypnotist walk into Jiang Ruoqing's room, step by step. The corner of his mouth raised into a smile, his grandfather always wanted to control him, but he just couldn't let him be satisfied.

Half a month later, in a villa in Los Angeles, luxury cars drove in from time to time. Many people in the hall found their own seats and waited in silence.

At this moment, a handsome man in a blue suit suddenly walked in, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the room. People were all discussing who this person was, but his face revealed an expression of vicissitudes of life, and his eyes were gloomy and devoid of light.

He slowly walked to the first row of round tables, found his own name, and sat down, while the one in front of him was clearly Cheng Yichen.

At this moment, a middle-aged man sat down beside him, greeting him warmly. "Chen, you've grown up to be so handsome."

Cheng Yichen's eyelids slightly twitched as he lightly replied, "Uncle."

"Yes, you have walked from here for nearly twenty years." Yes, you have walked from here for nearly twenty years. Jing Zhen laughed, with a bit of age in his eyes.

But compared to Jing Zhen's enthusiasm, Cheng Yichen remained indifferent, and indifferently laughed: "Yeah, the change is huge."

Jing Zhen felt like he had hit a nail on the head, he bitterly shook his head and did not speak further, but his eyes continued to size up the people beside him, as though he was guessing something, and the number of people around became more and more, only Jing Moxuan who was at the first table did not come.

Cheng Yichen's eyebrows were filled with impatience. His eyelids drooped slightly as he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, temporarily suppressing the irritation in his heart. Right now, he did not really like scenes like this.

For the past month, he had been cooped up in his house and didn't go out much. So when he came out this time, he really felt like he couldn't speak anymore. This month had been like hell for him.

He seemed to live in a fantasy everyday as he used alcohol to numb himself. He would often hear Jiang Ruoqing's voice and see her shadow, but just as he was about to hug her, she had disappeared.

He still could not believe the truth that Jiang Ruoqing was dead.

At this moment, a man's voice came from the door. "Fortunately, Grandpa didn't come out. Otherwise, I would have been dead for sure."

Cheng Yichen did not turn around to frown, but his face revealed a bit of disgust. He really hated Jing Moxuan, if not for his words, the situation would not have been so bad.

"Brat, what took you so long?" Jing Zhen could not help but berate his.

Jing Moxuan's eyes swept across him coldly, and he ignored his words and pulled the woman beside him and sat down, while the woman beside him softly asked, "Xuan, who is he, he's so fierce."

"Ignore him."

"Pata ~ ~ ~"

The cup in Cheng Yichen's hand fell onto the table, and the water inside instantly flowed down and onto the table, and dripped onto his pants, but he did not even notice as he stared at her.

"Aiya, my pants are getting wet." Jing Zhen immediately took out a tissue and helped wipe his pants.

It was only then that Cheng Yichen realized that he had been absent-minded. He frowned fiercely and rejected his with a smile, "It's good that I can do it myself."

He took a tissue and calmly wiped his pants, but his hands were still trembling slightly. He couldn't help but raise his head and indeed meet those familiar eyes. She was looking at him! His heart trembled once again.

But very quickly, the smile on his face disappeared, and her face revealed an expression of disdain as she intimately went close to Jing Moxuan's ear and whispered, "Xuan, why is this person so disgusting, staring straight at me."

Jing Moxuan's mouth formed a playful smile, and looked at Cheng Yichen provokingly, and said coldly: "Ignore him, there are a lot of people like him."

Both of their voices were not loud, and almost everyone present could hear them. Cheng Yichen frowned, the person he was thinking about day and night was right in front of him, how could he possibly stay calm?

He stared straight at her and whispered, "Little Qing?"

But she didn't react at all, instead, she moved close to Jing Moxuan's side and giggled while muttering something, and occasionally pouted her lips slightly, looking completely like a little woman.

Cheng Yichen clenched his fists tightly as his eyes turned red. He couldn't believe the scene in front of his eyes. How could his Little Qing reveal such a state to other men? However, she, who was in front of him, was clearly Jiang Ruoqing. Even though she had changed her hair and changed her makeup, he still recognized that this was his Little Qing.

But what had gone wrong?

"Xuan, if you continue like this, I'll get angry."

Not knowing what Jing Moxuan said, it made her blush so much that he twitched his fingers in annoyance.

However, every single smile and frown was etched into Cheng Yichen's mind. He could not help but stand up and pull Jiang Ruoqing away.

Just then, Old Master Jing walked out. He squinted his eyes at the scene, and a smile appeared on his face, just as Jing Moxuan wanted to chase out, he was held down by him. Old Master Jing squinted his eyes: "Xuan brat, what you're doing is not right."

"When has Grandpa ever told the truth?" Jing Moxuan spoke word by word, his eyes squinted looking at the sign that was thrown to the side. Impressively, it said Jiang Ruoqing, he pulled the sign and said coldly: "There will be no Jiang Ruoqing in the future, her name is Li Ruo now."

Old Master Jing squinted his eyes and laughed, "Li Ruo? Heh, it's getting more and more interesting. "

Jing Zhen who was seated at the side looked at the two of them from time to time, completely not understanding what they were talking about. What Jiang Ruoqing? Who was he talking about? What surprised him the most was why Cheng Yichen had dragged Jing Moxuan's wife away.

Outside the hall, Cheng Yichen pressed her down on the pillar. But very quickly, he felt a sharp pain and let her go.

She glared at him angrily and viciously slapped him. She had used almost 80% of her strength in this slap. A crisp sound rang out, causing both of them to be stunned.

Cheng Yichen never thought that she would really hit him, but she was completely shocked by her own strength. With such strength, she almost immediately saw his face swelling up, and there was the shape of a hand on it.

"You, why didn't you dodge?" she asked in astonishment.

Cheng Yichen's expression was stiff, the right side of his face was burning with pain, but the thing that hurt him was his heart, why would she use such a huge amount of strength to hit him?

"You actually hit me."

Li Ruo's expression stiffened and subconsciously retreated, but she had forgotten that there was a stone pillar behind him, she had nowhere to retreat to, "Who let you kiss me, I'm warning you, if you touch me again, I'll show you!"

"Little Qing, what happened to you? It's me, Yi Chen. Don't you recognize me? " Cheng Yichen tightly gripped her hands, his eyes were filled with deep emotions, but what he saw was the fear in Jiang Ruoqing's eyes.

How could she be afraid of him? How could that be? What had happened to her?

"What happened to you? What happened to you? "Why would you forget me?" he asked eagerly.

However, his true feelings only scared her. She forcefully pulled her hand away, her eyes completely red, and said softly, "You really don't know why. Xuan, Xuan, where are you?"

"Little Qing, I am Chen, don't be afraid." He consoled them in a low voice, but his heart was extremely sad. Since when did they become like this? She was actually afraid of him?

"I don't know you! Dodge, Xuan, where are you? " Li Ruo's eyes were rimmed red as she stared at him in fear.

Cheng Yichen's face revealed a bitter smile, and helplessly took two steps back. If he didn't get close to her, maybe it would make things easier for her, but who knew that he would quickly run away before he could even dodge to the side.

His heart clenched once again as the pain tore through his heart.