Chapter 485 His memory was also tampered with
At this time, Han Lingcui was standing on the side of the road waiting for a taxi.
The wind was cool, making her hair messy. She wrapped her sweater tightly around her, with only one thought in her mind.
Find evidence that Shen Hanxing stole the design draft as soon as possible.
She had even thought about which media to contact and how to describe "what happened" in her mind, so that Shen Hanxing would pay the most painful price.
A taxi slowly stopped in front of her. She opened the door, got in, and told the address of her previous apartment.
After the car started, she leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and tried to recall more "details".
For example, what clothes Shen Hanxing was wearing at the time, and what USB flash drive she used to copy the design draft. But the more she recalled, the more her head hurt, as if countless needles were pricking her temples.
What she didn't know was that shortly after she got in the car, a black sedan followed quietly. Xuanyuan Ge, who was sitting in the driver's seat, stared at the taillights of the taxi in front of him, his fingers turning white from the force.
He was in an important meeting at the company when he received the news.
Upon hearing that Han Lingcui had gotten into trouble, he immediately canceled all his plans and drove to the west of the city, but he was still a step too late and only saw Han Lingcui's back as he took a taxi away.
He knew Han Lingcui too well. She was never someone who would easily hate others, and she would never say something like "let Chen Hanxing be ruined."
Combined with what Qi Moxun said about "hypnosis", he understood it instantly.
Han Lingcui lost his memory again, and this time, his memory was deliberately tampered with.
Five years ago, Han Lingcui lost her memory in a car accident, and her spiritual world was already very fragile.
I guess this is why the hypnotist can easily modify her memory.
When he thought that Han Lingcui was being controlled by false memories and his heart was filled with hatred towards the people around him, he felt so heartbroken that he almost suffocated.
The taxi soon arrived at the apartment where Han Lingcui used to live.
She rented this apartment when she first returned to China.
She paid the fare, walked into the apartment building, got in the elevator with familiarity, and pressed the button for the 12th floor.
Jiang Shutong's hypnosis did not tamper with these details about life, but the memories of emotions and interpersonal relationships were completely distorted.
She opened the door of her apartment. There was a thin layer of dust in the room. Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting mottled shadows on the floor.
She walked straight to the desk, turned on the computer, and tried to find the file records from three months ago.
According to the "memory" in her mind, Shen Hanxing copied her design draft on this computer.
But after turning on the computer, she searched through all the folders, even checked the Recycle Bin and backup hard drive, but found no "evidence".
Her brows furrowed tighter and tighter, her anxiety grew stronger and stronger, and her headache became more severe.
She pounded the table hard and muttered to herself.
"How could it be gone? It must have been deleted by Shen Hanxing. She must have made preparations long ago!"
At this moment, the door of the apartment was gently pushed open, and Xuanyuan Ge stood at the door, looking at her with complicated eyes. He did not rush in, but just called out softly.
"Spiritual Essence."
Han Lingcui turned around suddenly, and when he saw Xuanyuan Pavilion, a hint of surprise appeared on his face, but then he regained his composure.
She stood up and nodded slightly to Xuanyuan Ge, her tone respectful but distant.
"President Xuanyuan, why are you here?"
"President Xuanyuan"
These four words were like a sharp knife, stabbing Xuanyuan Ge's heart.
Once upon a time, she always liked to stick to him, calling him "Age" and "husband".
Even if they met again after losing her memory, she would still call him Xuanyuan Ge. She had never called him by such an unfamiliar name.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his heart, and slowly walked into the room, his eyes fixed on her face.
"Lingcui, don't you recognize me?"
Han Lingcui frowned, thinking his question was a bit strange.
Of course she knew Xuanyuan Ge. He was the president of Xuanyuan Group and a well-known figure in the industry.
She had met him several times before because of work.
But other than that, there was no personal relationship between them.
"President Xuanyuan, of course I know you."
She said calmly, "I just don't understand why you came to my apartment. If it's about work, we can talk at the office another day."
Xuanyuan Ge's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar woman in front of him and finally confirmed it.
His memories were also altered.
Han Lingcui now has no love or hate for him, and only remembers him as an ordinary business partner.
He walked quickly to her, grabbed her wrist, his eyes full of anxiety and heartache.
"Lingcui, I'm not your 'President Xuanyuan'. I'm the one who loves you the most and the father of your child! Don't you remember?"
"Lover? The father of the child?"
Han Lingcui felt like she had heard a fairy tale. She tried hard to break free from Xuanyuan Ge's hand, but he was too strong and she couldn't get away at all.
"President Xuanyuan, are you mistaken? You and I are just acquaintances, how can we be husband and wife? Your joke is not funny at all."
"I'm not kidding!"
Xuanyuan Ge's voice trembled a little. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and pulled out a photo.
In the photo, Han Lingcui is smiling with her eyes curved and holding Xunxun in her arms.
"Look, this is our son Xunxun, do you remember him?"
Han Lingcui's eyes fell on the photo, and when she saw herself in the photo, her heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
It was as if something flashed through my mind, but was quickly replaced by a blank.
She frowned and shook her head.
"This photo is definitely a composite. President Xuanyuan, I know you're a big shot, but you can't harass me in this way."
“I’m very busy now. I need to find evidence that Shen Hanxing stole my design draft. Please leave first and don’t disturb me.”
"Evidence? What evidence?"
Xuanyuan Ge was stunned for a moment, then he remembered what Qi Moxun said about "hypnosis" and immediately understood.
"Lingcui, it was my mother who did something to you. She hypnotized you and made you think Shen Hanxing stole your design draft. This is not true!"
“Why are you also helping Shen Hanxing?”
Han Lingcui's face darkened and his eyes were filled with disappointment.
"I thought President Xuanyuan was a fair person, but I didn't expect you to be in cahoots with them."
"I don't want to argue with you anymore. If you don't leave, I'm calling the police."
Xuanyuan Pavilion knew that she would not believe it without any evidence.
He released her wrist, pulled a document from his briefcase, and handed it to her.
That was the paternity test between him and Xunxun, and the paternity test between Han Lingcui and Xunxun. Both documents were stamped with the red seal of an authoritative organization, and the DNA matching rate was as high as 99.99%.
"Look, this is the paternity test between you and Xunxun. We really do have a son. Xunxun is five years old this year. How could you forget him?"
Han Lingcui picked up the paternity test, his fingers trembling slightly.
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