Chapter 309
Ye Jiayi sighed a little discouraged, and followed his gaze towards the person on the bed, "Yes."

Ye Zhenshan didn't speak anymore, but walked to the bed, stared at the young man on the bed for a while, didn't speak, but suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Father, what are you doing?" Ye Jiayi grabbed his hand that was about to touch Ling Mo's neck with sharp eyes, and exclaimed.

Ye Zhenshan withdrew his hand, looked at his terrified daughter, and smiled softly, "Silly girl, do you think Dad is going to strangle him to death?"

Having been seen through, Ye Jiayi pursed her lips and sat back on the stool again. However, this time she adjusted her sitting posture, with her not-so-big body lying in the middle, which effectively prevented Ye Zhenshan from seeing Ling Mo again.

Ye Zhenshan stood in the room for a while, seeing Ye Jiayi sitting beside Ling Mo's bed, like an old hen guarding her chicks, she just shook her head helplessly, and then backed out.

When the sound of the door came, Ye Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her sleeves and was about to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, but someone pulled the corner of her clothes gently.

She stared wide-eyed, looked back in disbelief, and with just one look, she was stunned when she looked at the pair of bright black eyes that had been opened by the man on the bed.

"Ling Mo, you're awake!" After rehearsing countless times in her heart, she blurted out tremblingly. One can imagine how excited she was.

"Hush..." The person on the bed seemed to be extremely weak, and after making a silent gesture to her, he stopped talking about anything else.

Ye Jiayi jumped up from the stool and knelt down beside the bed, with both hands trembling uncontrollably, she touched the man Ruyu's face.

However, when she was about to meet that pretty face, she missed it again.

"Ling Mo, what's wrong with you?" Ye Jiayi was surprised. Didn't Dr. Xie say that he would lose his memory 90.00% of the time at nine o'clock?

Could it be that this [-]% was met by Ling Mo.

Just as she was guessing and thinking wildly, the man who turned his head away turned his head back and looked at her, "Who are you?"

Before Ye Jiayi could answer him, he frowned again, "Who is Ling Mo?"

Ling Mo's two consecutive questions almost made her faint from excitement.

She tried her best to smile gently so as not to make this man suspicious, "Ling Mo is you, me..." After a pause, she said shamelessly, "I am your unmarried fiancee."

"Really?" The man sat up from the bed with his elbows propped up, looked into Ye Jiayi's eyes but questioned, "Since you are my fiancée, how come I don't have the slightest impression?"

The smile on Ye Jiayi's face suddenly froze, "That's because your head was injured, can't you even remember yourself?"

There is something in the words, you are a person who can't even remember who you are now, and it's normal that you don't remember me as a fiancee.

The man with a handsome face no longer doubted her words, but sat on the bed, staring at the LCD TV not far away in a daze.

Ye Jiayi felt a little guilty, "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

The man still didn't speak, Ye Jiayi took it back with difficulty, and cast a greedy gaze on his face, then reluctantly walked out the door.

When Ye Jiayi closed the door with her backhand, she glanced into the room again, and found that the man was still in a daze, and she frowned before closing the door.

"Miss Ming, where are we going to find Yupei?" Ding Feng couldn't help asking Mingzhu after the car drove on the highway and headed straight to City A.

The difference in status made him dare not say, stop here, live in peace and stability, this sentence.

Mingzhu looked out the window, leaving Ding Feng with a dark profile, she asked without answering, "Any news about He Yilang and Su Mojie?"

Ling Mo was in trouble, and as his left and right bodyguards, he didn't show up, which was really unreasonable.

Ding Feng thought for a while, "Jia didn't die in the cave. Judging from his method, it looks like He Yilang rescued him. As for Su Mojie, he disappeared the day You Jun hugged Ruan Chuanhan."

"There may be a conspiracy in this." After a while, Mingzhu gritted her teeth and said, she felt that someone had set up a trap a long time ago, and everything that happened recently was only developing in the direction set by the planner.

Ding Feng glanced at the mirror, the corners of his mouth moved again and again, as if he wanted to say something, but because of Mingzhu's warning to him two days ago, he didn't dare to speak again.

"Just say what you want to say?" Mingzhu said coldly, rolled down the car window a little, let the howling wind hurt her cheeks.

"Miss Ming, since the 'Mad World' is exhausted, why should we be persistent..." Glancing at Mingzhu's suddenly calm face, Ding Feng was too frightened to speak again.

"Continue talking." Mingzhu took a deep breath, but she didn't get angry, and motioned him to continue.

"Actually, there are still so many people who want to get that treasure. Wouldn't it be better for us to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?" Ding Feng summoned up his courage and finished what he wanted to say in one breath.

Seemingly ready for Mingzhu to slap him, the speed of the car dropped significantly.

There was nothing else in the carriage except for the ear-piercing wind. Ding Feng looked anxiously at the side, only to find that Mingzhu had fallen asleep leaning against the back of the car seat at some point.

Ding Feng closed the car window, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at the sleeping woman again, with a complex expression and a trace of pity.

After dinner, when Ye Chen was about to clean up the dishes, Song Yi had already grabbed them and walked towards the kitchen at a very fast speed.

Ye Chen was stunned, looking at the two hands that were in vain, he just smiled and walked towards the room.

She didn't ask Song Yi about the reason why Ling Mo was shot, and she didn't ask him where he is now. As she became pregnant, her mood suddenly seemed to be much more open-minded.

Suddenly, she also believed in a saying, "Even if we parted, we would never die."

Sitting on the sofa, drinking the anti-fetal medicine of pure Chinese medicine that Song Yi made for her, she felt a rare peace and tranquility in her heart for so many days.

Although Song Yi had tried to reduce the bitterness of the traditional Chinese medicine, Ye Chen took two sips, still frowning and put it on the coffee table. She was thinking about whether to find a candy to keep in her mouth before continuing to drink, when the doorbell rang.

(End of this chapter)

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