Mu Nanxun pressed his right hand against his forehead, as if he had touched something. He walked to the bathroom mirror to check and saw that there was a bruise on his forehead, near his hairline, a wound that was neither too big nor too small.

Could this be the place where he fell down the steps and got injured?

Did he really fall down the steps?

Mu Nanxun was skeptical. He did indeed recall falling down the stairs. Besides, Yi Yi, Li Ma, Ouyang, and Xiao Fang all said the same thing. These people had no reason to lie to him.

But if it were true, then why were all the other memories in his mind denied by everyone? Including the bite wound on his arm from the wolf, he could still clearly remember the scene of being bitten, the excruciating pain that made him sweat profusely, and the memory still made him shudder.

But there wasn't a single mark on his arm.

Mu Nanxun took out his phone and searched for car accidents that had occurred in Philadelphia recently.

Traditional media outlets sometimes have too many concerns when reporting, making it difficult to publish too much negative news. But the internet is different; it's a chaotic place, and it's impossible to control public opinion. If that car accident did happen, there would be plenty of information about it online.

He searched online for a long time, until it got dark outside, but he still couldn't find any news about the car accident.

He tossed his phone aside, leaned back against the cushion, and closed his eyes to rest.

While I said I was resting and relaxing, I was actually thinking things through, hoping to sort things out.

But clearly, the more he thought about it, the more chaotic his mind became, like a jumbled mess of paste. So he simply stopped thinking about it.

He sat in the study for a while longer and then personally reviewed the surveillance footage.

The surveillance footage shows that he appeared on camera at 10:10 a.m. He was going down the stairs and was buttoning the last button when he lost his footing and fell, hitting his head hard on the ground.

A few seconds later, Yi Yi rushed over, and Li Ma, along with several servants, surrounded her.

Yi Yi was filled with panic and anxiety. She patted his face and pinched his philtrum, but he kept his eyes closed and did not wake up. Then, Yi Yi directed several men in black to lift him from the ground and carry him into the bedroom.

All of this... is exactly as Yi Yi and the others said.

Mu Nanxun leaned back and closed his eyes. He had never been so tired before, and all he wanted was to get a good night's sleep and not think about anything.

Gradually, the memories of the car accident and Black Valley became blurred. But the memories of him accidentally falling down the steps and asking Xiao Fang to buy flowers became clearer.

Perhaps... he really did damage his brain in the fall.

He slept fitfully, not knowing how long he had slept. In any case, when he woke up, the study was completely dark, with the lights off.

He left the study, returned to the bedroom, and pushed open the door. Yi Yi was facing away from him, breastfeeding the baby.

Hearing the commotion, Yi turned around and smiled sweetly at him. Everything seemed peaceful and serene.

Guoguo didn't cry or fuss; she was full and fast asleep.

Yi put Guoguo into the crib, covered her with a blanket, and only then did she pay attention to Mu Nanxun. She went up to him, put her arms around his neck, her rosy cheeks and playful cuteness making her even more charming.

"Mumu, how are you? Are you feeling better? Does your head still hurt? Are you hungry? I'll go get you something to eat."