Chapter 243 Did He Really Lose His Memory?
Two minutes later.
Han Zhan reluctantly walked into the house wearing the pair of disposable slippers.
The servants were overjoyed to see the male host. Uncle Han, who was preparing dinner, ran out without even putting down his spoon to welcome him home.
An Leyao, who is still staying in Beishan Villa, shares cake with her dog.
Just broke off a piece.
Ash quickly got up.
The four legs were busy running out of the living room. An Leyao turned her head and saw the wolfhound circling around Han Zhan, with its head tilted back, its mouth grinning, its tail wagging excitedly, and jumping on him.
An Leyao stretched her arms and got up from the carpet.
Walk straight forward.
He pulled Ah Xiu back and stood in front of Han Zhan and said to Ah Xiu, "Don't smile at him. He stole Shi Yin's watch from the Rolex counter and gave it to Ms. Bai. He is a traitor. Don't play with him until he recovers his memory."
Han Zhan: “…”
Dinner is not ready yet.
It is expected to take another ten minutes.
Han Zhan went to the bathroom upstairs. When he came out, he saw An Leyao in the corridor. She was going to the master bedroom, eating oranges as she walked, putting one slice after another into her mouth.
Han Zhan followed.
Maybe this guy was too unguarded or she was too absorbed in eating, but he was almost following her without An Leyao noticing anything.
She walked in.
He walked over to the cupboard, opened the window, and used his free hand to search for the medicine bottle.
I searched row after row.
I also couldn’t find the medicine that Shiyin was supposed to take before meals.
An Leyao landed her feet on the floor and was about to go downstairs to call the servants. When she turned around, her eyes suddenly met Han Zhan's face. She was so scared that the orange in her hand fell and her whole body froze for a few seconds.
About half a minute passed.
An Leyao finally came back to her senses from the aftermath of the shock.
She first squatted down to pick up the fallen orange, dusted it off, and stuffed it back into her mouth. Then she turned her head and looked at Han Zhan, who was standing in front of the cupboard, finding the bottles of medicine with ease.
I saw him opening the medicine caps one by one.
Pour out the pills.
Some have one, some have two.
After pouring it, he put the bottle back in its place, handed the five pills in his palm to her, and said to her: "There is another vitamin in the bedroom, either on the bedside table or on the dressing table."
An Leyao seemed to understand but not quite.
She glanced at him for a few seconds, reached out to take the pills, and then walked into the bedroom. As he said, the bottle of vitamins was on the bedside table.
She poured out one.
He went downstairs holding six pills.
As they exited the master bedroom, An Leyao paused for a moment, turning to look at the people inside. From her perspective, she could only see Han Zhan's back in the dim light. He walked over to the chaise longue where Shi Yin often lay, bent down, picked up the blanket she'd been covering herself with, folded it, and set it down. He then took the fairy tale book and flipped through a few pages.
An Leyao withdrew her gaze.
He lowered his eyes and focused on the pill in his palm again.
She had been staying at Beishan Villa for half a month, and she still hadn't figured out which of the five vitamins Shi Yin needed to take. How could he, with his amnesia, have such a clear grasp of the five bottles from the cupboard, and even know which vitamin was on the bedside table?
My head is a little itchy.
It seems like he's going to grow a brain.
An Leyao shook her head, dismissing the thoughts that had just emerged. She smiled and ran downstairs heartlessly, holding the medicine.
At that time.
A corner of the capital.
teahouse.
The modern Peking Opera "Red Agent" was being performed on the stage tonight. When the waiter respectfully welcomed Ms. Bai in, the actor on the stage was singing the Mission Impossible scene where Li Jianfei went deep into the enemy's territory, associating with wolves and trying to get the skin of tigers.
The waiter pushed open the door of the box.
Seeing Ms. Bai come in, Sun Li, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately stood up and hurriedly poured tea for her. His tone was both humble and restrained: "You suddenly came to see me today, is there something wrong?"
"Why didn't you tell me in advance that Shi Yin was joining Han Corporation?"
A high-level meeting was called suddenly.
Shi Yin suddenly appeared.
Recommended jointly by Mr. Jiang and his group of old guys.
Before she even had time to think about how to deal with the situation, Shi Yin had already taken the position of vice president and entered the Han Building openly and appeared in front of Han Zhan.
"I didn't expect Jiang Zhenhua to call a high-level meeting at the company at short notice, and I certainly didn't expect him to call Shi Yin. When he told me he wanted to hire Shi Yin as vice president, Shi Yin was already on her way."
"After all these years, you still haven't completely won Jiang Zhenhua's trust."
"He's a shrewd old man who followed the old man wholeheartedly. After the old man passed away, he was only loyal to the second young master. Apart from the second young master, he doesn't trust anyone else, and he even guards against his own son."
Ms. Bai picked up the hot tea in front of her.
He used the lid to brush away the foam inside the tea, took a sip, and said indifferently, "When the old man was alive, you worked harder than Jiang Zhenhua, but the old man didn't value you. You've been suppressed by Jiang Zhenhua for decades. I wouldn't accept that either."
Hearing this.
Sun Li's hands clenched in front of him gradually tightened.
In the dark backlight, the man's eyes darkened.
Bai Wanqing naturally did not miss any of his fleeting subtle expressions. She chose him at first sight because of these expressions that others had not noticed.
He refused.
I'm not satisfied.
Want to step on Jiang Zhenhua.
He wanted to stand in front of the old man's grave and tell him that he was the one who could protect the Han family's foundation. This idea had persisted since he was young and had long become his obsession.
He is now over sixty years old.
I guess he doesn't have many years left to live.
He became more and more anxious.
He wanted to fulfill this wish so that he could rest in peace at the moment of his death. After death, he would go to the underworld and see the old man, so that he could stand up straight and let the old man know that he was wrong not to choose him.
Bai Wanqing promised him that as long as he helped her, she would be able to get Jiang Zhenhua out of Han's company by the beginning of next year at the latest, and then help him become the head of the board of directors.
"Do you know the Riverside Hotel project that Shi Yin is in charge of?" Ms. Bai asked.
"Know."
"This project will start soon." Ms. Bai looked up at him and said word by word, "If someone dies on the construction site, I, as the person in charge, will be in trouble."
"I'll take care of this."
"Mr. Sun, you're a good person. Jiang Zhenhua can't compare to you in the slightest. It's a pity that the old man was so blind that he chose Jiang Zhenhua as his close henchman and only let Jiang Zhenhua carry the most important will." Ms. Bai stood up, walked to his side, and held his shoulders. "Mr. Sun, don't worry, help me do things, and I will definitely fulfill your wish."
…
Beishan Villa is brightly lit.
Han Zhan came down from the second floor and looked around, but couldn't find Shi Yin in the house. He walked into the living room, and An Leyao, who was eating a plate of cherries, glared at him and left with the bowl.
She even walked in front of him on purpose.
Shout at him to get out of the way.
"Have I offended you?"
"No." An Leyao raised her head. He was too tall, so she stood on the stool next to her until she was level with him. She glared at him fiercely, "You made Shi Yin suffer injustice, so you don't deserve my good face!"
Han Zhan: “…”
Don't argue with fools.
He walked around her.
Walk straight to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Through the glass, illuminated by the ground lamps in the courtyard, he saw Shi Yin standing in front of the flower stand, carefully tending to the succulent pots. As he focused his gaze, An Leyao leaned over and said, "When you were out of touch abroad, Shi Yin took care of the snowman you built for her every day, carefully sweeping the snow, fearing it would get dirty or broken. She also took great care of the succulents you raised for her, taking care of them three times a day. She didn't even take that much care of herself. But what about you? You forgot everything as soon as you came back, and you completely forgot about her. You're really a piece of shit."
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