Li Yuanjing: "...
I was careless."
At the edge of the homestay's terrace, Li Qingxun was surrounded by stacks of draft paper covered in bizarre and complex physics formulas. She was researching why Li Yuanjing had also regained memories from ancient times.
Meanwhile, Shen Wei sipped an ice-cold beer, her gaze drifting lazily toward Li Yuanjing.
Li Yuanjing awkwardly rubbed the bridge of his nose, his handsome face flushing with the embarrassment of being caught red-handed.
He hadn't actually lost his memory.
But running into Shen Wei had been pure coincidence.
The development project for Longquan Mountain Scenic Area was planned and prepared by Li Yuanjing's company. About half a month ago, a subsidiary had submitted a proposal to construct a new glass bridge tourist attraction on the mountain.
