"What? Are you saying... you've remembered me?"
At this moment, Xiaofan's mind was completely blank. The Yanhuang Soul, the kidnapping, all the plots and schemes vanished into nothingness.
He held the woman in front of him tightly, unwilling to let go.
Great, it's really great.
"Yes, I remember."
Gently letting go, Xiaofan quietly looked at Shen Zuimo with a face full of tenderness and a heart full of incomparable joy.
"How did you remember?" Xiaofan grinned like a child, staring at Shen Zuimo non-stop, never getting tired of it.
"Someone in the organization used hypnosis to help retrieve my memory. Oh, by the way, there's been trouble in the organization; Principal Fan and my brother are both hurt."
"Huh? What?"
Upon hearing this, the smile on Xiaofan's face suddenly disappeared as he immediately asked, "What happened? Who did it?"
"I don't know... We should wait until we get to Yanhuang Soul to discuss the details."
