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After Huangfu Yu carefully wiped her body clean, he took the dirty water to the bathroom to get some water, only then did she turn his eyes away to size up the room's environment.

The room was decorated in extremely simple black and white. It was very capable and concise, giving off a masculine air.

The decorations were in accordance with Huangfu Yu's personality and style.

Su Jingya's gaze landed on a photo of the three people taken together on the bedside table.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and grab the photo frame.

Frowning, she looked at the photo inside: this photo, she'd seen it online.

The contents of the photo was that she was holding a boy who looked exactly like Huangfu Yu, and that she was wearing a sports coat as she stood under the bright sunlight.

It had to be said that Huangfu Yu was a cold-blooded beast, and his son was probably very cold and indifferent as well. The expressions of the father and son were surprisingly identical: indifferent, neither happy nor angry.

No, that's not it. It's not that I can't tell whether I'm happy or angry, but … One could only see their impatience.

It seemed that the father and son duo did not want to take pictures at all.

As for her … Her jet-black hair was tied up in a ponytail, tied high up at the back of her head. Her big eyes were like crescent moons.

Slowly, she leaned her head against Huangfu Yu's shoulder.

The sunlight in the photo was very bright and brilliant, but in front of her smile, it was especially dim.

For a moment, Su Jingya looked at the photo of herself, and she was somehow attracted by her brilliant smile. She couldn't help but think: At that time, I must have been very happy, or else, how could I have smiled so brightly?!

Just as he was looking at the picture, he suddenly saw a flash of money and the photo frame in his hands was suddenly taken away.

Su Jingya regained her senses and looked up. Unknowingly, Huangfu Yu had already taken some hot water and returned to her room.

"Turn around!" Huangfu Yu instructed softly as he placed the photo on the bedside table.

Su Jingya was beginning to not understand the meaning behind Huangfu Yu's words. How to turn it?!

It wasn't until he gestured at her that she understood.

He slightly stuck her head out of the bed's edge. Huangfu Yu used a dry towel to cushion her neck, crouched down, and knelt on one knee beside the bed. Then he held the back of her head with one hand and washed her hair.

"The wound is wet and may hurt a lot. I've already set the water's temperature to the lowest, so it can't go any lower. If the burn is still painful, I can only endure it. " Huangfu Yu scooped up a spoonful of water and gently poured it down her hair.

When she realized that Huangfu Yu was going to wash her hair, Su Jingya rejected her instinctively and said in a flustered manner: "No need to trouble you, I can go take a shower myself, or find a servant to help you wash my hair."

However, he was a CEO who helped her wash her hair. She truly felt that she would lose her life.

She struggled to sit up, but her shoulders were held down by Huangfu Yu and she was unable to put any strength into her waist.

"Don't move, the water has already gone to the bed." Huangfu Yu frowned, and bellowed.

"No, please let the servant wash my hair." Su Jingya was truly worried, her delicate eyebrows knitted straight up.

You know how she treated him before... Poor?! "Hmm, actually it can't be described as bad. The most appropriate adjective to describe it is — abominable." We can't let them help you wash it. " Huangfu Yu rejected him without even thinking.

"Why?!" Su Jingya said with a sullen face. He was so good to her, and she would have died of shame at the thought of what she had done.

Huangfu Yu did not say anything, but moved her body and made her lie down. Then, he scooped up another cup of water to wet her hair.

Just when Su Jingya thought that he wouldn't give her an explanation and was about to continue pursuing the matter, his mellow voice suddenly turned hoarse. "I'm worried that they will hurt you!"

"…" In that moment, Su Jingya's entire body froze, and she stared blankly at the ceiling. She felt a warm and gentle liquid running down her heart, soft and sweet, very warm.

Su Jingya didn't even realize that the corners of her mouth were twitching. She gently pulled on both sides of the wall.

Every single woman looked forward to being cared for by their men, cared about them, and doted on them while holding them in their hands. She, Su Jingya, was no exception.

Because she had no memory, her heart was mostly empty.

Although Chu Yifan had accompanied her for the past year, making her no longer as lonely as he was in the past, it was still impossible to compare Chu Yifan to Huangfu Yu.

She would never deny that Chu Yifan was good to her, but what Chu Yifan was good to her, and what Huangfu Yu was good to her, seemed to have different effects on her.

One made her happy, made her happy, the other made her happy, but it also made her angry, made her angry, made her cry, even made her think of him and think of him at certain moments …

Could it be because they had once been together that it had such an effect on her?

She once liked Huangfu Yu and deeply loved him, so she had such feelings.

She had lost her memories, but she couldn't fool herself into liking them …

Su Jingya was completely engrossed in her thoughts. Along with Huangfu Yu's movements, she gently scratched her head, which felt a little itchy due to the numbness. It hurt a little when she touched his wound, but the little bit of pain he felt from being stuck with an ant could be ignored.

"Huangfu Yu..." Su Jingya suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?!" When Huangfu Yu heard her voice, his scalp went numb, and he immediately stopped what he was doing. He asked, "Did it hurt you?! "I'll be gentler!"

"No!" Su Jingya opened her eyes wide, and looked at Huangfu Yu. She turned her gaze to the frame on the bedside table, and asked: "When was the photo taken?!"

"To participate in the sports meet with my son, you forcefully dragged my son and me. I asked the school's photographer to take pictures." Huangfu Yu answered truthfully.

"No wonder!" "Both you and your son have such smelly expressions, looking like they want to kill you guys."

When her gaze landed on the photo again, even if she looked at it backwards, she felt that Huangfu Yu and his son were extremely unhappy at that moment.

Huangfu Yu only faintly smiled, and did not speak.

At the time, he was very unhappy.

But after he lost her, he went through the photos, except for a few on his cell phone that showed her the sunrise. Other than the two together, there was only one other picture of their family of three.

She would never know how many days he had been grateful to her for forcefully dragging him and his son to the grave all those years ago.

Otherwise, during the two years he had lost her, he would have felt that the woman who had truly been by his side and had given him children had never appeared. It was just an illusion.

"Huangfu Yu..." Su Jingya's clear and melodious voice, that carried a hint of a nasal tone, once again rang out.

"What's wrong?!" Huangfu Yu asked in a low voice as he washed the foam off her hair.

"You look just like your son!" Su Jingya was crazy, she would only say those words at that time.

Obviously, the movements of Huangfu Yu's hands had become stiff, and after pausing for a few seconds, he resumed his work.