Mingdai and the He siblings were discharged from the hospital.
In the car on the way back to the villa.
He Xingqiong and He Xingjian discussed whether Mo Tingchuan had really lost his memory.
"If he's faking it, why would he do it?"
He Xingqiong thought that people always need a reason to do something.
"I'm still very curious about who beat him up like that."
He Xingqiong glanced at Mingdai silently as she said this.
Mingdai pretended not to notice He Xingqiong's gaze.
She looked down at her WeChat Moments.
Someone commented on her.
Right below the bouquet of flowers she posted, someone commented that the flowers were beautiful and asked who sent them.
Mingdai stared at the person for a few moments before realizing that it was the stranger who had added her as a contact earlier.
That's strange. She hadn't greeted this person at all and didn't even know his name, yet he acted like they were old friends.
However, it's also possible that they were just asking casually.
Mingdai thought for a moment and replied: It was a gift from a friend.
Soon after, the person asked again: "Is he your boyfriend?"
That would be presumptuous of me.
Mingdai considered whether or not to delete the person's profile.
When the page was refreshed again, it was discovered that the person had deleted their previous question.
Mingdai raised an eyebrow. What did that mean?
"Mingdai, why don't we take advantage of Mo Tingchuan's amnesia and get a divorce as soon as possible?"
He Xingqiong gently nudged Mingdai with her arm.
Mingdai looked away from her phone and turned off the screen.
He looked at He Xingqiong.
He Xingjian also turned her head from the passenger seat.
"This is a good opportunity."
He Xingqiong added, "Perhaps we can talk to Qin Weiwei and ask her to persuade Mo Tingchuan, since she's in a difficult situation herself."
Mingdai remained silent.
Her desire to divorce Mo Tingchuan went beyond the literal meaning of the words.
At the very least, she wants everything Mo Tingchuan has now: his company and all his other assets.
These lawsuits will take a long time, and there's no guarantee that things will turn out the way she wants.
"I'll talk to him tomorrow."
“Amnesia is a good thing. In forgetting all of us, he has also forgotten all the conflicts and disputes between you.”
He Xingjian seemed to see through Ming Dai's thoughts, "Take advantage of his guilt and get him to sign the document first. As for the rest, there will be plenty of opportunities later."
He Xingqiong echoed this sentiment.
"The first priority is to get a divorce, so that the two of you are completely legally separated."
He Xingqiong grasped Mingdai's hand.
"Don't worry, what we owe you will come back to you with interest."
Back at the villa.
He Yaonian waited on the sofa in the living room.
He was holding a fashion magazine, and it was unclear whether he was actually reading it or not, but he looked relaxed and the scene was quite pleasant.
"Third Uncle."
The group greeted each other one after another.
He Xingjian reported Mo Tingchuan's situation to He Yaonian.
"It seems like she really has amnesia. I asked the doctor, and it's temporary. We'll see when she recovers."
He Xingqiong sat down on the other side of the sofa, picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea, then called Mingdai over to drink with her.
"It's really amazing. Is his head made of glass? How could he lose his memory so easily?"
He Xingjian turned and glared at He Xingqiong for what she said.
"You hit him?"
He Xingqiong picked up her teacup and grinned.
“If I were to actually do it, he would suffer from more than just amnesia.”
When Mingdai was alone, she could pretend she knew nothing when the brother and sister discussed this topic.
But when He Yaonian was in front of her, she felt inexplicably guilty.
He didn't even dare to look He Xingqiong in the eye.
They dared not agree with He Xingqiong's words.
He Yaonian remained calm as always, slowly turning a page of the magazine before saying to He Xingjian, "Then let him rest well."
Although He Xingjian really wanted to find out what He Yaonian wanted to say, he felt that if He Yaonian didn't want him to know, even if he found out, it would only make He Yaonian angry.
Then he might as well pretend he knows nothing.
but……
"My uncle's idea is to try our best to find the person who beat Mo Tingchuan, so that Mo Tingchuan won't have suffered this beating for nothing."
Upon hearing this, Mingdai silently picked up her cup and drank her tea.
She also secretly glanced at He Yaonian out of the corner of her eye.
He Yaonian seemed to sense something and turned to look at Mingdai.
His gaze was so direct that Mingdai was startled and quickly looked away.
Although she knew that even if He Xingjian and his sister knew that Mo Tingchuan was beaten by her and He Yaonian, they would not reveal it, nor would they have any objections.
However, the cause of this matter was too embarrassing for her to talk about, and she did not want more people to know.
He Yaonian put the magazine down.
Tell He Xingjian.
"If he behaved himself, who would bother to beat him up?"
To the astute He Xingjian, this statement was already an open secret.
He Xingjian's guess was correct; it was indeed the case.
"Okay, then I'll just give you a token amount."
In any case, He Xingjian was quite adept at dealing with He Yaoyuan.
It was getting late, so the group went back to their rooms.
After Mingdai finished showering, He Yaonian called her.
"Are you feeling alright?"
Mingdai was taken aback, realizing that He Yaonian was worried about her having any lingering effects.
Anyone who has experienced something like that would likely find it difficult to shake off the trauma in the short term.
She was the same.
However, He Yaonian avenged her on the spot. She watched helplessly as Mo Tingchuan broke his arm and vomited blood. The fear and collapse that had been building up in her chest was relieved by the violence He Yaonian inflicted on Mo Tingchuan.
Perhaps deep down, what Mingdai needed most was not to leave Mo Tingchuan with nothing, but the direct and satisfying pain of being beaten with sticks.
In her daily life, Mingdai opposed violence and could not tolerate it.
But in such a critical moment, only violence could soothe her emotional breakdown.
Therefore, she was grateful to He Yaonian.
Otherwise, no matter how much time has passed, no matter how painful the price Mo Tingchuan has to pay, she still wants to skin him alive and beat him until he's bleeding profusely.
She has found an outlet to release her emotions, which is why she is so stable now.
"No."
Mingdai, with a towel still covering her head, thanked He Yaonian while drying her hair.
"Thank you so much for yesterday."
If Mo Tingchuan succeeds, she fears she will no longer have the courage to fight against him.
She will lose all faith in life.
No one can save her; she will also be disappointed in society and in herself.
"It's my fault for not protecting you."
He Yaonian felt extremely guilty about this matter.
"I was overconfident and underestimated Mo Tingchuan's blatant audacity."
The main point is that if Mo Tingchuan really wants to integrate into the He family, he absolutely cannot cause any more trouble.
"How can I blame you?"
Mingdai was helpless.
"If someone wants to do something bad, how can anyone prevent it?"
"Besides, you've already taught him a lesson. He's lying in the hospital now, his mind blank. I feel pretty relieved."
He Yaonian said, "I'll talk to your uncle tomorrow, get the divorce done first, and then things will be much easier."
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