"Did you quarrel when you were in China?" Mrs. Jian asked curiously.
Ye Wanwan shook her head, "No, we didn't quarrel." She thought for a while and asked, "Old madam, I would like to ask, did anything happen to Master Jian during this period that caused him to lose his memory?"
"Have you ever lost your memory? Nothing happened to Ah Pei, so why do you ask this question?" Mrs. Jian asked in confusion.
"Because... he doesn't seem to remember me at all." Ye Wanwan felt sad in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face.
Old Mrs. Jian couldn't help being shocked for a few seconds, "What did you say? He forgot you?"
"Yes! After we separated from China, when we met again, he didn't remember me at all." Ye Wanwan was just worried about whether Jian Zhipei had been injured in any way, causing him to have a memory disorder.
Mrs. Jian thought carefully about her grandson's change from the first day to the present after he returned to the family. However, she could not find out the reason why her grandson became indifferent to everything now.
"Ah Pei has indeed changed a bit, but nothing has happened to him." Mrs. Jian said with certainty.
Ye Wanwan felt relieved. This was good, but it would cause a person's memory to disappear. It must have been caused by a serious injury. But now it seemed that he was fine and had just forgotten her.
Mrs. Jian finally understood something in her heart. The reason why her grandson chose to marry Qiao Xuemei was because he suddenly forgot about Ye Wanwan. What happened?
"Madam, it's getting late. You should go to bed early. Tomorrow is a big day!" the old servant on the side warned.
Mrs. Jian glanced at the time and saw that it was also ten o'clock. She nodded and turned to Ye Wan, "Miss Ye, you should go back and rest! If you want to come to watch the ceremony tomorrow, you can come over."
"Thank you, madam." Ye Wanwan watched her leave, and she was led back to her room by the servant.
A black car drove in from outside the yard, the car door opened, and Jian Zhipei's slender figure stepped down. The black suit showed noble dark patterns, making him like a king in the dark night, with a strong aura.
Even though he had been manipulated, the aura that came from his bones remained unchanged.
He heard footsteps coming from the direction of the garden. He couldn't help but stop and look back. He saw the servant leading Ye Wanwan over. He frowned slightly. Why was this woman wandering around in the garden so late?
When Ye Wanwan saw him, her eyes could not hide her sadness and admiration. She lowered her head and was not even ready to fight him. She wanted to go back to the room and lock herself up from now on, otherwise she would go crazy.
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The closer she got to his wedding, the more painful she became. She was not so strong, so strong that she could remain indifferent to the man she loved marrying another woman.
"Stop." A cold voice came from behind.
"Master." The servant greeted him and left wisely.
In the brightly lit hall, Ye Wanwan stood without looking back. Steady footsteps came towards her from behind. Jian Zhipei put one hand in his pocket and looked at her condescendingly.
"Why do you run away when you meet? You don't even say hello?" Jian Zhipei asked angrily.
Ye Wanwan looked away, "It's very late, I want to go back to the room to rest."
Jian Zhipei suddenly felt a little irritable. He glanced at the time on his watch. It was ten o'clock, but he wanted to stay with her for a while longer.
"Do you have time? Come have a drink with me." Jian Zhipei asked her.
