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Ling Chen smirked as he fought with him. He did not even have the slightest bit of strength to beat them up.

"Honey, do you know where we're going?"

"Qian Shan." This was clearly the way to the Shallow Mountains, where her apartment was. She would never have imagined that he would be kind enough to send her home. The only explanation would have been to go to a private villa on the mountaintop.

"It's time to go home. Cheer up." Ling Chen reached out a hand to hold hers, but Jane quickly dodged it.

Ling Chen was not annoyed. When he reached Kingone, all he could do was play tricks to make her submit.

"I just want to know how you plan to deal with Ye Han and Uncle Yan." What right do you have to involve anyone else in the grudge between us? "

"Grudge?" Ling Chen narrowed his eyes, as if he couldn't digest the meaning of the word: "There has always been only love and no grudges between us. As long as you obediently come back to me, I don't want to involve anyone else. How I do it depends on your performance. You have to understand that my happiness and anger are entirely dependent on your attitude, and their fate is also in your hands, not mine. Do you understand? "

"You …" Jane Fan's qi was stagnant.

He was just that strong and overbearing.

His methods did not allow her to have any doubts anymore. Even Uncle Yan had to see his expression. His strength was truly mysterious to the point that it made people panic.

She did not want to use the fate of Ye Han and the future of Uncle Yan as training materials, but she would never surrender. She would solve her own problem.

"Darling, do you know that you look the most beautiful when you're angry?"

He was still shamelessly smiling. She could no longer find the words to describe her current feelings.

The car passed through the gate and stopped in the front yard of the villa.

Ling Chen got out of the car and opened the door for Jane Fan.

When A-Jin and Bi Luo saw that Jian Fan had returned, they were both astonished.

Looking at the luxurious European palace-like house, Jane Fan could not help but feel a little dizzy.

The outside of the house was surrounded by cherry trees, and the cherry blossoms scattered on the ground were like a layer of pink and white carpet. The front courtyard was filled with sculptures of fountains. The lavender during the season was spread out like a sea of flowers. The beauty of it was astonishing.

The villa was a European-style palace building. The glass walls of the manor could not be seen, but one could imagine how luxurious it was inside.

Ling Chen held onto Jane Fan's hand and pulled her, who was still in a daze, into the living room.

Puff wagged his tail and jumped over, using his mouth to pick up a pair of pink lady's slippers and placed them at Jane Fan's feet.

Jane Fan looked down and saw that the slippers were not new. They looked like they were worn by the mistress of the villa.

Doggie was still as clever and cute as before, and he would even help his master change into slippers. In an instant, Jane Fan loved him and forgot about his nervousness and anger.

After taking Jane Fan's slippers, Puff also took Ling Chen's.

Ling Chen affectionately rubbed its head. This was the thing that he had entrusted to her for the past year.

Jian Fan looked around the room silently. Similarly, she did not have any memories about Ling Chen.

On the sofa, Lian Bi brought over two cups of coffee.

Jian Fan looked up. Wasn't this the owner who helped her get her purse back at the mall the other day?

"Are you a servant here?" Jian Fan was slightly surprised.

Lian Yi nodded his head: "Thank you, Miss Jane, for saving me that day. My name is Lian Bi. You usually call me Yu."

"Cough, cough." Ah Bian didn't say anything, but Jian Fan started coughing as he choked on his saliva.

Ling Yun waved his hand to let Lian Lian Bi go down, then Lian Shi left the villa and returned to his own servant room.

The luxurious villa was like a king's sleeping quarters. At this moment, it was so quiet that the only thing that remained was the coughing and panting breath of Jane Fan.

"Darling, did you remember something?" In the year that you've been gone, I haven't touched any of the decorations. They're still the same as before. " Ling Chen looked at Jian Fan with expectation. That place was clear and calm without a single ripple.

Jian Fan shook his head. He felt that he was just wasting his time and effort, and could not help but quarrel with him, but was too lazy to argue with him.

Ling Chen moved closer and sat next to Jian Fan.

Jian Fan continuously retreated to the right, until he was forced into a corner of the sofa, firmly encircling it.

The red glow of the setting sun had dyed half the villa, and the wide French windows reflected the warm scarlet light. There were no lights on in the living room. Under the warm sunset, the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.

A single man and a single woman in a room. The vast space was so quiet that only the two of them could breathe heavily. A man with an extremely handsome appearance was staring at her like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey, as if he wanted to tear her to pieces.

Jian Fan swallowed his saliva with difficulty and covered the fear that flashed across his face. He forcefully calmed himself down and said: "Boss Ling, didn't you say you would bring me to uncover the truth? Where is the truth? Why didn't I notice it? "

Ling Chen smirked, and his eyebrows rose up. His eyes, which were as bright as peach blossoms, reflected light, causing Jian Fan to shiver and goosebumps to rise all over his back.

He wrapped his arms around her neck and pulled her into his embrace. "Don't worry, baby. This is the best time to reminisce about the old days."

Jian Fan resisted the urge to send him flying with a punch. He had come here with nothing to gain, so he endured!

When he raised his head again, there was already a disdainful smile on his face, and he said excitedly: "Boss Ling, you aren't bragging right? If you do something as vulgar as boasting, I would die of laughter. "I don't want to divulge this to the tabloid one day, saying that CEO Ling is using such a ridiculous method to make things difficult for a little girl like me."

Ling Chen's breath froze: "A sharp tongue." She was so impatient that he made her unable to laugh.

Slowly getting up from her body, Ling Chen made a gesture and said, "Follow me."

"Where to?" Even though Jane Fan had her guard up, he still stood up and followed her upstairs.

"Find out the truth!" There was no sound of joy or anger in these three short words, nor was there any clue as to what was going on.

His pace was very big, and it was only with a few quick steps that he could keep up. When he reached the second floor, he realized that it was a bedroom.

The lavish, carbon-silver Kingsize bed was covered with immaculate, white sheets, a thousand layers of closets larger than her current apartment bedroom, an entire family cinema set at the head of her bed, and a wall of projector screens that looked more like the walls of a small movie theater.

"Crack!" The door was locked from the inside, causing Jane Fan to quiver as he came back to his senses.

"What are you doing?" She tried to open the door, but he tugged her down onto the bed.

"Aren't you in a hurry to find the truth? I'll show it to you. " I don't know what remote control Ling Chen pressed, but the curtains closed automatically, and the bedroom was pitch black.

The sudden darkness made it impossible for Jian Fan to find him. Just as she was about to stand up in panic, she felt a sudden weight on her chest. Her hands were clasped on top of her head and her lips felt hot. A mellow male scent assaulted her nose, forcibly blocking her panicked screams.

After a moment, a light appeared on the wall of the projection screen, and a scene immediately followed.

Jian Fan widened his eyes as he looked at Ling Chen with an intoxicated expression. Just as she closed her mouth and gave him a mouthful, the scene on the projector caused her to become completely dazed. She felt as if she had been struck by lightning, unable to move at all.

On the screen, there was a video of a woman smiling shyly while a man took off her clothes and pressed down on her. She was out of breath.

"Evil …" "Evil!" Jane Fan wanted to vomit, but Ling Chen quickly pulled away and let her go.

Tears had already welled up in her eyes at some point in time, and her eyes were bloodshot. That woman was the one who looked exactly like her, and the man in the video was Ling Chen. They were so close, so happy, so much that she felt... Disgusting!

He could not help but spit out a mouthful of acid. By the time Jane Fan climbed up from the bed, the scene was already fixed.

The woman rode between the legs of a man, her head held high and her long, supple hair flowing. Following the ends of her hair, her gaze landed on the inner side of the woman's thigh. A small but clear square birthmark was particularly eye-catching. It was as if there were countless needles stabbing into his heart, causing him to be unable to breathe.

"What, did you see any highlights?" Ling Chen's expression was calm as he carefully observed the complicated changes in her expression.

Jian Fan frantically took out his cell phone from his jacket pocket and switched on his flashlight. Without caring about his shameful etiquette, he immediately pulled down his pants and shone the powerful flashlight into the inside of his thigh.

Her hands were shaking. Bean-sized sweat had long ago covered her forehead, and it seeped into the strands of hair in front of her forehead.

It wasn't that she didn't care about the birthmark when she was scrubbing, but now that it had been exposed under such circumstances, she wasn't too sure. Her heart was trembling. She hoped that she had made a mistake, but it was obvious that she was deceiving herself.

The strong light shone on his legs, and the square, dark birthmark continued to wantonly grin at Jian Fan, wildly laughing without restraint. It was as if he was mocking her idiotic idiot.

The cellphone in his hand rolled from the edge of the bed to the floor, smashing the black screen.

In the dark bedroom, only Ling Chen's eyes were glowing with a faint blue light.

Jian Fan tilted his head back and looked at him. "Is that woman really me?"

"You have proved it. If you are still unwilling to believe, I still have many ways to prove it! "

"No!" Jian Fan's hands clutched his head in pain. "No!"

The almost pleading voice caused Ling Chen's heart to tighten, and his heart immediately filled with pain.

He held her tightly in his embrace, his large hands caressing her long hair as if comforting her, "Darling, you're not afraid."

"Why? Why don't I have any memory of you? Why did we... Why did all this happen? " Jane Fan stared up at him, his heart almost suffocating with grief from the unbridled tears of panic streaming down his face.

"Darling, you lost a portion of your memory due to the car accident …" Ling Chen was filled with emotions as he vividly narrated the story Yan Qirui had come up with.

In the middle, there was no lack of sighs, nor was there a lack of laughter. With a hundred percent fiction, Ling Chen patiently told a beautiful and sad love story for the first time.

Jian Fan looked at him doubtfully. His expression was dull as he forgot to question and resist.

"Darling, do you know how hard it was for me to find you after you were secretly sent abroad by Yan Qirui? I drank too much, caused too much trouble, and I was depressed because you weren't with me. My mind was full of you, and I missed you! "Xiaofan!" He held her close again, wishing he could make her part of him, to rub her into his blood and bones, to never part.