She didn't have a trace of memory about the Yue family's affairs, and there was too much blank in her mind, which made her feel a little strange.

The old lady looked at Wushuang and frowned, looking a little hesitant, thinking about it again and again, sighed, got up and headed towards the bookshelf, reached out and pressed on the bookshelf in the second frame.

A square hole is conveniently presented at the back of the bookshelf. The hole is not very big, and there is a red sandalwood box inside it.

The old lady reached out to take out the box, took a look, then looked at Wushuang again, and said that she was already an adult, and she, the old woman, could not live for a few years. If she didn't leave it to her now, she might not have time in the future.

"This is something your mother left behind during her lifetime. She said she would give it to you when you become an adult." The old lady said as she delivered the box in her hand to Wushuang's eyes.

Wushuang took it and looked at the red sandalwood box in her hand. Zeng Ran felt a strange feeling in her heart. What was that feeling? She couldn't explain clearly, just like the box in front of her, exuding this gravity, which made her want to open it.

"You were not only not stupid when you were a child, but also had the talent for fighting spirit," said the old lady, with pain coming out of her face: "That year, you were five years old and were playing in the courtyard with Shuoer. At that time, the assassin in the mansion, holding you and Shuoer hostage. I don't know what medicine they had applied. After saving you, you fell asleep for three days and three nights. When you woke up, you became stupid. Although Shuoer was mentally fine, he was as unafraid as you, and... his life was not as good as twenty-five years old..."

Hearing the words, he paused and raised his eyes incredibly: "Brother can't live to be twenty-five years old?"

The old lady closed her eyes and tears flashed through her: "For two years, I have been waiting for Shuoer to patrol the famous doctors, but no one can save her..."

No one can save it?

No, she doesn't believe it! A figure flashed, and the only old lady was left in the room

Wushuang's feet are windy, and she can't live to be twenty-five years old. If she farts, she doesn't believe it, and there will be poison that she can't relieve!

When he arrived at Yue Shuo's door, Wushuang was impatient and kicked them away with a "touch" sound.

"Brother...Brother..." Another sentence stuck in his throat, Wushuang froze... What a handsome man came out of the bath...

Yue Shuo was also stunned when she was bathing, staring at Wushuang who broke in.

After a while, he reacted and panickedly picked up the clothes on the bathtub and covered his body. A hint of blush flashed through his face: "Shuang'er, why did you come in without knocking on the door?"

"Uh... I'll take your pulse." After saying that, he raised his foot and walked towards the table, putting the sandalwood box in his hand on the table.
Chapter completed!