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  Nan Zhi arrived blankly at the door of Mu Sihan’s ward.

  As she stood in front of the glass window, her eyes were somewhat lost as she looked at the man lying on the hospital bed in navy blue pajamas, who seemed to have fallen asleep again.

  Forty-eight hours of not having any food or drink but only a glucose drip, made his face look thinner, and his features even more cold and defined. There was white gauze wrapped around his forehead and the lips under his prominent nose were tightly pursed.

  His face was very pale.

  There was nobody in the ward. She did not know where Yi Fan had gone and Xue’er was not there either.

  Nan Zhi thought of Yi Fan’s words. Pushing open the door of the ward, she went in.

  As she moved closer to the hospital bed, she looked down at the well-defined features of the man with no flaws, her expression slightly dazed.

  Did he really forget everyone?

  Nan Zhi’s long and thick eyelashes fluttered and just when she was about to turn to consult the doctor about his condition, the man on the hospital bed suddenly shifted and his dark eyes opened and stared fixedly at her without blinking.

  Nan Zhi met with his unfamiliar dark eyes and her heart tightened uncontrollably.

  “Mu Sihan?”


  The man pursed his thin lips and stared at her without saying anything.

  Nan Zhi frowned and met with his dark eyes with doubt. His gaze was not as sharp and cold as before and he was looking at her in a confused way. “Who are you?”


  Nan Zhi covered her mouth and looked at him in disbelief. “You don’t remember me?”


  “Who are you to me, why should I remember you?” He raised his eyebrows slightly, his tone as arrogant as ever.

  Nan Zhi stared at him for a while and said nothing more.

  She turned and walked out of the ward.

  “Hey. I’m not done yet. Where are you going?”


  “I’m going to ask the doctor about your condition.” Nan Zhi did not look back at him again and went out of the ward.

  Not long after Nan Zhi left, Yi Fan entered the room.

  Looking at the man sitting up on the bed with a dark expression, he said cautiously, “Young Master, lying to Miss Nan that you have lost your memory, would it be……”


  Yi Fan did not finish speaking and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He turned around and saw Nan Zhi, who he thought had already left, but was now suddenly standing by the door again. Even Yi Fan, who had experienced violent storms and waves, was shocked.

  Nan Zhi going out just now was just a cover up, she did not go far at all.

  If Mu Sihan really had lost his memory, it was impossible for him to be alone in the ward. His family, friends and Xue’er would be by his side for sure!

  He was clearly playing with her to see if she would get deceived!

  But she did not understand what he wanted to do, acting like he had lost his memory.

  Was it because he felt embarrassed when she slapped him in the mall and said that they were over? Did he want to give her a hard time or make her show that she cared about him?

  “Miss Nan, Young Master he…… Please don’t be mistaken……”


  Nan Zhi had already lost all confidence in Yi Fan. Butler Yi had deceived her several times for the sake of his young master. And every single time he did it, it made her burn with anxiety.

  Nan Zhi did not look at the man on the hospital bed and left without saying a word.

  She felt upset. She thought she could put it down but when she heard that he had an accident, she could not help but rush over without thinking about anything.

  It never occured to her that her feelings for him had reached such a point.

  But she would try to control her heart, and not be deceived and hurt by him anymore.

  Nan Zhi went into the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor. The elevator door was about to close when a long and slender arm suddenly reached in, stopping the doors from closing.