Huang had a solemn look on his face and fell completely silent.
He used a program to de-hypnotize her, and he had obviously asked words from her mouth. Why couldn't she remember anything after her cerebral cortex was restructured after she woke up?
Could it be that - her memory is too tightly sealed and refuses to be opened at all?
Once you try to open it, it will cause damage to the brain, like just now, bleeding from the seven orifices?
This idea shocked Hoshino Huang!
He was originally a genius in medicine, but now he realized that something strange had been implanted in Saori's brain.
Who? Who did this?
Who has such ability and courage?!
Hoshino Huang had a sinister look on his face, and his fists clenched loudly, lurking in the shadows like the paws of a wild beast.
"What's wrong? Mr. Huang?" Su Wanqing felt suspicious when she saw something was wrong with his expression.
"Oh, it's nothing." Huang concealed his emotions well, his eyes narrowed slightly, "The release of hypnosis failed. I'm sorry, Saori."
A hint of disappointment flashed across Su Wanqing's eyes, and a smile overflowed from her lips: "It's nothing. It's normal that I can't remember."
She looked at the sky. It was already evening and the sky was getting dark.
"I have to go back." Su Wanqing struggled to get up.
Huang looked at her, with a lot of worry in his words: "So anxious? Let's have dinner before going back."
"No." Su Wanqing refused with a smile, "Someone is waiting for me to come home for dinner."
Huang helped her stand up and said in a cold voice: "Is it Luo Xichen?"
"Yes." There was a hint of warmth in her voice, "I am very happy to be with him."
Huang heard the rejection in her words, but his grip on her wrist tightened slightly.
"Shazhi, it would be great if you could remember it." Huang sighed softly.
Su Wanqing shook her head and said: "I also hope I can remember it, but this will not change the fact that I love Xichen."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Huang, I may not be able to fulfill that engagement." She bowed deeply to him, using Japanese apology etiquette.
The corner of Huang's eye twitched hard, and his obsidian-like eyes instantly became unfathomable.
He slowly released the hand that clamped his arm and said, "I'll take you back."
"No, I drove a car and I know the way back." Su Wanqing declined politely.
Huang felt inexplicably anxious and said: "You are injured, how can you drive alone..."
"Am I injured?" Su Wanqing looked at herself up and down in confusion, "Mr. Huang, what are you talking about? Where am I injured?"
Huang opened his mouth, wanting to explain something, but finally closed his mouth.
He couldn't tell her the terrible truth.
"Okay, you can go back by yourself." Finally, he compromised.
Of course, he wasn't really compromising.
He drove an inconspicuous car and followed her car at a short distance until he saw her get out of the car safely and enter a small villa on the beach.
Huang knew that that was the home of Shazhi and Luo Xichen.
He lit a cigarette, smoked it silently, and then slowly exhaled it, letting the rich smell of smoke overwhelm him.
After an unknown amount of time, Hoshino Huang smoked out half a pack of cigarettes. He took a deep breath, then turned the car around and drove towards the vineyard.