"Hey hey hey...... Look at that woman, she's so beautiful … " Mi Xue saw the lady playing the piano in the distance, Lin Muhan's gaze followed Mi Xue's guidance and turned to look at her.

"She's so graceful …" Mi Xue sincerely praised Lin Muhan as she carefully sized up this unfamiliar woman. She only saw that under her elegant appearance, there seemed to be hidden traces of something different. Lin Muhan couldn't say anything, but with his many years of experience in seeing other people, he felt that something was amiss.

"Muhan... "Why can't you look away?"

There was a look of displeasure on Mi Xue's face. The jealousy in her face was overturned. The entire atmosphere was filled with a sour taste.

"The one who's letting me see you, is the one who's angry, or you …" Lin Muhan's hand around Mi Xue's waist grew heavier as the two of them smiled sweetly.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Lin Muhan always felt that the woman was looking at him and Mi Xue.

Lin Muhan shook his head, feeling helpless about his own suspicions.

Mixue went through physiotherapy and psychotherapy again and again. The doctor said that Mixue's physical function had basically completely recovered. However, there was still intracranial congestion, so whether or not she could recover her memory still depended on the individual. Mi Xue was already used to such a life. She had already established a new relationship with the people around her. That familiar feeling, because she already possessed it, was no longer something she longed for. She felt that perhaps losing her was a release, allowing her to be reborn, allowing her to live a more simple and happy life.

"Xue'er, I arranged a flower arranging class for you. Didn't you want to learn flower arranging? "Let's go tomorrow."

"Is it the kind of school where I'm the only student in a school and then there's a lot of servants serving me? "I don't want to go!"

"Of course not, I know you don't like this, I know you don't want to stay home and study, I originally wanted to open a school for you alone, but didn't you say you had no friends and were lonely?"

"You still know?"

"That's why I sent you to a small scale private flower arranging school, and the people I sent were basically all people who received a normal income. Those people probably wouldn't recognize you, and that way, you would no longer have any burdens." Lin Muhan patted Mi Xue's head, and with a face full of affection, "Thank you, Muhan", after speaking, the two of them embraced and kissed Mi Xue's body. Lin Muhan was infatuated with his body, as though there was some sort of attraction that drove him to spend the night with his.

Three times a week, she would study with a flower arrangement which made her more and more open-minded. The teacher was a gentle and elegant woman who always wore plain clothes, and occasionally, Michelle would go out with a young girl from school to shop. She purposely concealed her identity, and would always buy some gadgets that were completely out of line with her standard of consumption. She really needed friends. She was afraid that the identity of the Lin's Group would destroy this pure friendship.

"Muhan, do you know? Today, Deng Xiaobei took me to eat a hotpot in the back street of her school. That was the busiest hotpot I've ever eaten, so next time I'll take you there. "Deng Xiaobei was a girl in the learning class who would partner up with Mi Xue to do a learning task every day. She was a student of the Arts Academy, so Mi Xue was very close to her.

"You, are becoming more and more close to the people now. If anyone were to see my Lin's Group's Madam President going to that place to eat hot pot by the roadside, they would probably go on the headlines …" Lin Muhan looked at Mi Xue helplessly.

"The title must be: Lin's Group is in a debt crisis, Madam President is living off of food stalls … "Hahaha!" Mi Xue laughed exaggeratedly.

"You're still laughing?!"

"Muhan, you don't understand, I like this kind of atmosphere …"

"That's right. Eating every day can occasionally change the taste, but you still don't eat that much, do you understand?" Lin Muhan hugged Mi Xue. Seeing Mi Xue so happy, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

However, Mi Xue did not know that Lin Muhan had secretly sent someone to investigate about this Deng Xiaobei. She was tested from a very remote mountain village, where both her father and mother died, and there were no relatives in the family. All the tuition and living expenses came from social donations, and the donor's name was unknown, which meant that her family was clean and she should not be harmed by Mi Xue. Furthermore, her innate inferiority made her as lonely as Mi Xue, and made her lack of friends.

"Mi Xue, I often mentioned you to a classmate of mine. She also wanted to come over to learn flower arranging. Who knows, you two might become friends."

On this day, when Mi Xue and Deng Xiaobei were completing their mission of arranging flowers, Deng Xiaobei was earnestly inserting flowers as she spoke as if nothing had happened.

"Really? "Then we can go shopping together," Mi Xue was already not on guard against Deng Xiaobei, even though he had reminded her time and time again not to get into contact with others outside. Mi Xue however, understood Lin Muhan's worry. He cared too much about her, so he was always worrying about her. Mi Xue, on the other hand, had appraised that the simple-minded Deng Xiaobei in front of her could not hurt her at all.

"Mi Xue, you are my best friend. Will you forget me when you meet her?"

"Of course not, idiot!"

"Mi Xue, I sometimes feel that she is really similar to you. Every frown and smile is similar."

"Maybe that's why you want to get on her good side and also want to get on mine!"

"Maybe... Michelle... "In fact, I really don't want you all to know each other." Deng Xiaobei's sudden sorrowful and conflicted expression was something Mi Xue didn't see. Perhaps even if she did, she would only think that it was a little girl expressing her love.

She only saw a girl with an elegant temperament standing in front of Mi Xue. Her dignified temperament did not match with her young and tender face. She was clearly in the same grade as Deng Xiaobei, but her temperament was completely different. Michelle sighed in her heart.

"Hello, I'm Mi Xue. I heard Little Bei say that we're very similar," Little Bei said with a proud face. "Aiya, don't listen to her bragging." Yan Yumeng glared at Deng Xiaobei unhappily. "Piano!" "Hm?" "Hmm?" Yan Yumeng and Deng Xiaobei asked curiously.

"It's nothing, it's nothing …" The piano is good, the piano is good, Mi Xue thought to herself. If she said that she had met at that high-end dinner, then her identity would naturally be exposed. If Deng Xiaobei knew that she actually had the heart to deceive him, he probably wouldn't treat her as a good friend anymore.

Just as Mi Xue was in a daze, she saw Yan Yumeng heave a sigh of relief, looking as relaxed as a child who had stolen candy and not been discovered by his parents. Mi Xue shook her head, mocking herself for being as suspicious as Lin Muhan.

Mi Xue was glad that Yan Yumeng did not remember her, and even more so did not see through her lies.

"Muhan, guess who I met today?!" Mi Xue looked up at Lin Muhan with a flirtatious expression.

"Who?" Who was it? Su Jing? Ting Sheng? " Lin Muhan tilted his head with a face full of curiosity

"It was that piano player we met at the dinner party."

"What?" How did you meet her? "What's going on?" Lin Muhan sensed that something was wrong. With a face full of nervousness, he placed his hands on Mi Xue's shoulders and used some strength.

"Ah... You're hurting me! "Don't be so nervous. She's a classmate of Little Bei Academy. That day, she appeared at the banquet because she earned money from her part-time job. What she learned was piano performance …" Mi Xue had a helpless expression.

During this period of time, you should try your best not to go out and play with Little Bei as much as possible. Coincidentally, Aimi and Grandfather is coming back from their travels in Asia and Europe, so you should take advantage of this period of time to accompany him. Didn't you call me everyday to say that you missed him? Otherwise, when Grandpa takes him on a trip to other places, don't you miss him every day? "

"I know, don't worry about me!" Mi Xue knew accompanying Aimi was only an excuse, so Lin Muhan was definitely worried about Yan Yumeng.

"Secretary Shen, help me find someone. You need to give me a reply before sunset tomorrow." Lin Muhan felt that this was definitely not just a coincidence, the unique aura that the woman gave off made her seem mysterious. It was as if the elegance that she gave off was just her skin, and there seemed to be another soul hidden within it.

"CEO, I found it, she's the same Deng Xiaobei student from the same school as the last time you asked me to investigate. She studied piano, she's 23 years old now, she's an orphan like Deng Xiaobei, with almost no relatives at all. I sent people to feel that this girl has been donated to a university by others, and is living in the home of an old teacher. Furthermore, according to a nearby blind date, Yan Yumeng went to the United States at the same time as this teacher's son.

"Then why did she appear at the same Deng Xiaobei school?"

"According to teacher, more than a month after Yan Yumeng and her son went to the United States, they had a falling out and no longer had any connections. Two years ago, Yan Yumeng came back to complain while crying."

"It doesn't sound like a problem. Did you investigate it at her school?"

"I've already done some research. She doesn't talk too much and is always on her own. Because of the anonymous donation, her life is still considered a small fortune."

"Why is she at our industry party?"

"This Yan Yumeng is really good at playing the piano, and she has a good temperament, so she was hired by all the media companies to be an actor. It's said that her character is not bad."

"Fine, we'll keep following this person and find out what she did in the United States for more than two years!"

"In addition … Here are some pictures of her from school to college, and the ID information is basically the same. "

"Alright, you may leave."

Lin Muhan sank into deep thought. How could such an environment for her to grow up to be so elegant, so proper, so decently like … It was like a perfect deduction!