He paused for a moment, then added calmly:

"I don't know what triggered it, but the memory is definitely unpleasant,"

"Later, I was worried that you would be in pain after regaining your memories, so... I hypnotized you."

Chu Wuyang suddenly looked up, staring at him in shock.

"so,"

Her voice carried a hint of complex emotion.

"Brother Jin Chu, the one who wanted Zhou Heng dead... was it you?"

Yang Jinchu turned his head away, neither confirming nor denying, his tone remaining indifferent:

"It's me."

Chu Wuyang was stunned, feeling as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart.

"Zhou Heng must die!"

Yang Jinchu's tone revealed a ruthlessness that Chu Wuyang had never seen before, so unfamiliar that it made her feel somewhat dazed.

She stared at him blankly.

Yang Jinchu noticed her unusual behavior, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, but his tone remained firm.

"Yangyang, Zhou Heng is not innocent. You should know something about that, right?"

He paused, then continued:

"His lab not only studies neurocontrol drugs, but also many highly dangerous viruses. The World Health Organization has begun to investigate."

Do you remember the global virus crisis that broke out a few years ago?

“The death toll is in the millions, and he, and his team… are inextricably linked to it.”

"They were developing a cure while simultaneously spreading the virus and profiting from it."

Chu Wuyang was startled, and her brows furrowed involuntarily.

Yang Jinchu's gaze fell on her slightly tightening fingers, and his tone softened:

"Yangyang, stop worrying about Zhou Heng."

"He won't survive."

He paused for a moment, then slowly added:

“I will arrange for someone to protect you, or…”

He sighed softly.

"If you don't want to, you can also tell Jingmin, and he will protect you,"

"At least... Zhou Heng will no longer have the chance to get close to you."

"Jingmin?"

She pursed her lips and whispered:

"So... I really was on that ship too?"

Yang Jinchu turned his head slightly, paused for a moment, and then nodded gently:

"yes."

"Then... was I the one who saved Jingmin?"

Yang Jinchu looked at her, his gaze deep and complex:

“I don’t know what happened between you and Jingmin, but Jingmin wasn’t there when I found you,”

"But one thing is certain: the people who took Jingmin away came prepared, and those bodyguards' target was him."

"And the reason you were brought onto the ship is most likely because of him."

Chu Wuyang's heart tightened slightly, and his throat felt a little dry.

Yang Jinchu withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice:

"Yangyang, this is why I didn't approve of you being with him in the first place."

"Even if you don't choose me... I hope you can choose a simple person... Jingmin's world is too complicated."

Chu Wuyang was silent for a moment, then looked up at him, her voice calm.

"Brother Jinchu, thank you for being so honest with me."

Yang Jinchu's gaze was gentle:

"If you ask me, I will naturally tell you the truth."

——

As the sun sets, the construction site is bathed in a golden glow.

Chu Wu, young and vigorous, stepped out of the wall.

A black luxury car slowly came to a stop, understated yet impossible to ignore.

The car window was slightly lowered, and in the dim light and shadow...

The man sat upright like a pine tree, his cane lightly tapping the ground. His sharp gaze fell upon her, his imposing presence as steady as a mountain.

The passenger door opened, and a bodyguard in black stepped forward, speaking respectfully.

"Miss Chu, our master is waiting for you."