Tang Muyan rolled her eyes, "How much fake wine did Lu Huaichen drink to ask such a stupid question?"

"I mean, because I look like Qi Wang's mother, he said this to his mother through my face, not to me. Do you understand?"

Of course Lu Huaichen knew what Tang Muyan meant, but his man's intuition told him that those words were directed at Tang Muyan.

Qi Wang has liked Tang Muyan for four years. How can she be sure that Qi Wang doesn't like her?

There are so many shadows, why do I think she is the most affectionate?

Lu Huaichen knew it all, but he wouldn't say it.

Tang Muyan is his and can only be hers.

"I'm still the best. I won't treat you as anyone else, Yanyan."

Tang Muyan felt it was ironic when she heard it. She pulled the corner of her mouth and said disdainfully: "You don't treat me as anyone. You just forgot about me, right?"

Lu Huaichen deliberately took out his phone, pretending not to hear Tang Muyan's words, and changed the subject: "Special Assistant Yu told us to go over quickly."

Then he left first, without even waiting for Tang Muyan.

Tang Muyan behind him said, "Do you really think I can't see? The phone is clearly not on."

Lu Huaichen: It’s a bit embarrassing.

In the ten minutes after they left, the wedding scene changed drastically.

Qi Siyuan appeared.

As Qi Wang's only father, he would of course show up.

But this time he didn't bring anyone with him.

This morning, Qi Wang kidnapped Tang Zheng and Xu Zhian, threw one back to Xu's house, and handed the other to Lu Huaichen.

Qi Siyuan was tricked by Qi Wang. He said, "Dad, you should go alone. After all, the status of those old men Liu Shen is untouchable. If you have two people around you, what will they think? They will think that you don't have deep feelings for Liu Shen. But if you don't bring anyone with you, they will only think that you have deep feelings for Liu Shen and that you are a person who cherishes old times. Your status in their hearts will instantly rise a lot."

Before, it was Liu Shen who came forward, so Liu Shen’s reputation was naturally high.

Qi Wang just lied a few words and Qi Siyuan chose to believe it.

So when he came today he didn't bring anyone with him, but he was equipped with a gun.

All I can say is that everyone present has one, so it wouldn't be a big deal if Qi Siyuan had one too.

After the wedding ceremony, Qi Siyuan came on stage. He looked at the unfamiliar faces in the audience and laughed: "Today, I will pass my position to my son, Qi Wang."

*

Tang Muyan got into Lu Huaichen's car and returned to Jingxuan Garden.

Special Assistant Yu sent the person there directly.

As soon as Tang Muyan entered the room, her eyes began to look around.

Chen Jing heard the voice and looked down: "Come up, it's in the studio upstairs."

Tang Muyan walked up hurriedly.

Lu Huaichen was about to follow in, but was stopped by Chen Jing, "Don't go, I'm afraid that kid will kill you."

Lu Huaichen stopped, it was not impossible.

Chen Jing sighed, "You deserve it. You are such a bastard to have made someone's brother want to kill you."

Lu Huaichen: "If I could remember it earlier, I wouldn't have to worry so much."

Chen Jing knew that Lu Huaichen was a weird kid.

She could feel that he had always had Tang Muyan in his heart all those years, but he just couldn't recognize her, couldn't see her clearly, and didn't dare to accept an outsider casually.

Lu Huaichen had forgotten Tang Muyan, but that feeling always remained in his heart.

Many years later, Tang Muyan asked Lu Huaichen if he really loved her. Why did other people's boyfriends fall in love again after losing their memories, but he didn't love her?

Lu Huaichen said: "How do you know I don't love you."

Suddenly, the doubts that had been lingering in Tang Muyan's heart for many years were resolved.

In the studio, Tang Zheng's hands and feet were tied up and his mouth was gagged.

A handsome little face, distorted beyond belief.

It can be seen that Tang Zheng's entire facial features were deformed as he struggled.

Tang Muyan stood by the door, not daring to go in, her eyes sparkling.

Tang Zheng's ears also detected the sound and turned around. The two eyes met and Tang Zheng's eyes trembled violently.

Tang Muyan's eyes were already red. If she hadn't firmly believed that Tang Zheng was still alive, she would have given up in the past three years.

"You're still alive, little bastard."

She thought she could keep her voice calm, but once she opened her mouth it was all trembling and every word became unclear.

Tang Zheng couldn't speak, but tears just seeped out from the corners of his eyes.

Tang Muyan stepped forward, squatted in front of Tang Zheng, and asked with a choked voice: "Have you missed me in these years?"

Her eyes were red and she stared at Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng couldn't speak, he could only nod vigorously to express his longing for his sister.

Tang Muyan reached out and pulled off the cloth stuffed in Tang Zheng's mouth, "Speak!"

Her voice suddenly became sharp.

Tang Zheng was stunned, his mouth opened, as if he had not yet adapted to this sudden relaxation, "I miss... my sister very much."

Each word is more important than the other.

The next second, Tang Zheng was slapped in the face by Tang Muyan.

Tang Zheng thought Tang Muyan didn't want him anymore, so he looked down sadly, "I'm sorry."

Tang Muyan seemed to feel uncomfortable and was very unhappy.

He scratched and tickled Tang Zheng, hitting him harder each time, but Tang Zheng kept his lips tightly shut and said nothing.

Finally, Tang Muyan stopped and shouted at Tang Zheng: "Say something, why don't you scream in pain? I'm hitting you, doesn't it hurt?"

Tang Muyan's screaming voice finally became completely silent, leaving only sobs and crying.

She hugged Tang Zheng tightly, "You bastard, why didn't you come to see me? Do you know how much I missed you these years? If it weren't for the fact that I believed you were still alive, I would have, would have..."

She took a breath, stepped back a little, and looked at the slap marks on Tang Zheng's face. She stretched out her hand and rubbed it, her voice becoming a little softer, "Tell me if it hurts."

Tang Zheng shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Tang Muyan was so angry that she hit his shoulder again: "How can it not hurt? It's because it's not painful enough for you to remember."

She murmured, then lowered her head to look for something. She rolled up Tang Zheng's sleeves. His arms were already covered with scars and wounds, and not a single healthy spot was left.

Tang Muyan was about to say something, but stopped: "How have you been these years?"

"I'm doing fine."

Tang Zheng said.

The voice was very soft and no emotion could be heard.

Tang Muyan gritted her teeth and bit Tang Zheng's arm.

Tang Zheng trembled in pain.

Tang Muyan still didn't let go until the taste of blood filled her mouth, and then she let go.

Looking at the bloodstain on Tang Zheng's arm, she said, "Tang Zheng, I want you to remember this pain. Never do such a thing again. I want you to live. I only want you to live."