Ling Chuchu and Si Zhehan took Hua Che to the study room and found all Feng Xijue's previous photos and placed them in front of him.
Under the expectant gazes of the two, Hua Che opened the photo album in front of him. The photo album was very new and was compiled by Ling Chuchu. Because Feng Xijue didn't like taking pictures, there weren't many photos of him!
Some of the photos were from when he was a student, and some were taken with Ling Chuchu in the Lily Garden recently. The two of them acted very intimately.
Hua Che looked at the man in the photo in a daze, with disbelief flashing in his dark eyes. The man they called Feng Xijue looked exactly like him.
However, no matter how similar they are, they are two people after all. He is Hua Che, not Feng Xijue!
He has always been sure of this!
Si Zhehan kept telling him about the past, hoping that he would remember it, but after talking for a long time, Hua Che remained indifferent.
Ling Chuchu poured a glass of water for Si Zhehan and asked him to drink it. He took a long breath and then asked, "Jue, have you remembered?"
Hua Che then closed the photo album, shook his head gently, and said, "Don't waste your efforts anymore. I am really not Feng Xijue. I am the second son of the Hua Group. I have lived in Denmark since I was a child.
I have memories from childhood to now... You have really recognized the wrong person. I don’t know what makes you so stubborn, but I really don’t want to lie to you!”
Hua Che's original plan was not to deny it so definitely, but seeing Ling Chuchu and Si Zhehan's sincere feelings for the man named Feng Xijue, he really didn't want to deceive their feelings.
Ling Chuchu and Si Zhehan also found it incredible that Feng Xijue had memories of childhood, but they still believed in their feelings.
"Jue, there are three red moles the size of rice grains on your lower back!" Si Zhehan suddenly said.
Hua Che raised her eyes and looked at him. Under the expectant gazes of the two of them, she slowly shook her head and said, "There is nothing on my waist, let alone any red moles. You have really got the wrong person!"
Si Zhehan's expression froze for an instant. Those three red moles had been carried by Feng Xijue since he was born. At that time, Feng's mother often joked with them, saying that if Feng Xijue lost them one day, but through this mark,
He got it back.
But now those three moles are gone.
Si Zhehan didn't believe it. He immediately stepped forward to check. Hua Che cooperated and opened his clothes. His waist was indeed as smooth as jade, with no flaws at all!
If those three moles were removed by him, they would leave traces, but now there is nothing on his waist!
"How could this happen? How could it be possible?" Si Zhehan suddenly sat back on the sofa, looking at Hua Che with unusual pain in his eyes!
"Si Zhehan?" Ling Chuchu looked at him with a horrified look, her breathing became difficult.
Why did he have this expression? This expression made her very uneasy!
"Si Zhehan, he is a jue, right? No mole doesn't mean anything!" She nervously grabbed his arm, her dark eyes shining with cautious expectation.
"Chuchu, he..." Just as Si Zhehan was about to speak, the door was forcefully opened and Lu Li strode into the study, holding a stack of documents in his hand.
"Chu Chu, he is not Feng Xijue at all. Here is the proof. See for yourself and stop deceiving yourself!" He glanced at Hua Che with cold eyes and thrust the document into Ling Chuchu's hand.
