CEO's Mistaken Wife

"Jian Ran!"

Jian Ran was confused by the question, she completely did not understand what the aunt was saying. Only when a deep voice sounded from behind her, did she regain her senses.

Turning her head back, Jian Ran saw Qin Yue striding towards her. His steps were hurried but also elegant, and the gaze he used to look at her was filled with deep worry and indescribable pain.

Heartache? Was he feeling sorry for her? However … How did he know she was here?

She had just arrived here, why was Qin Yue here? Did he install GPS on her?

Jian Ran couldn't understand, she only felt that there were too many things in this world that she couldn't understand — She was just like a lone soul floating in a boundless ocean. Without the past, everything that she could see was like a mirage, vague and unreal, and she couldn't believe it.

How could she trust Qin Yue? She didn't know.

Who else could she trust in this world?

Even her only family member, her kind father, was pretending to be nice to her. Although he said that it was for her own good, what he gave her was poison.

She was his only family, the only person she could trust in this world, the only person she could rely on.

If he could deceive her and hurt her, then who in this world could trust him?

If she had known that the truth was so cruel, she would have preferred not to discover it and live as foolishly as before.

Qin Yue walked to the front of Jian Ran. Seeing her in a trance, there were tears in her eyes, but she was not depressed. The way she looked at him — with despair and suspicion.

His heart was in pain.

He knew that Jian Ran already knew the truth behind his drug addiction … With how meticulous Jian Ran was, she would definitely be able to figure out where the addiction came from.

Qin Yue wanted to hug Jian Ran and tell her that nothing was wrong, that she was here. But at this moment, Jian Ran's expression was just too desperate, causing his outstretched hand to stop in midair, there was nowhere to place it.

After a long while, he finally rubbed Jian Ran into her embrace.

Jian Ran did not resist, she was obedient and obedient, but Qin Yue could feel her trembling, she was terrified, like a baby who had just passed away.

"Jian Ran," he called to her, her voice gentle, "I'm here."

He didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only tell her that he was here, here, on my shoulders, in my arms, and that you could always count on him.

Her bosom trembled, and after a long while, Jian Ran finally said softly: "Can I trust you?"

Her voice was so fragile, as if it would break at any moment.

Qin Yue felt his heart twitch. He put his chin on top of Jian Ran's hair and replied in a low voice, "Mmm."

"Heh," Jian Ran laughed, "But, I don't dare to believe you."

Qin Yue froze.

"Even my father lied to me and harmed me. Who else can I trust?" Jian Ran spoke faster and faster, her voice seemed to be choked with emotions, "I have no memories, I admit it. But you can't just twist me like this. What does my father think I am? Chess pieces? Tools? And what do you take me for? "

Jian Ran complained, every word was filled with blood.

Qin Yue hugged her even more tightly: "You are you, I have never thought of you as anyone."

"Then who am I?" Jian Ran broke free from Qin Yue's embrace and looked at Qin Yue with a cold gaze, asking with a hoarse voice.

Qin Yue was stunned by these four words, and for a moment, he didn't know how to reply.

Who is she?

It was his wife, the love of his life.

But the conspiracy three years ago had destroyed all of that.

Seeing that Qin Yue did not answer, Jian Ran coldly laughed and shook his head: "Look, you can't say it. You think I'm your wife, but I can't remember. "

"It's fine if you don't remember." Qin Yue once again forcefully pulled Jian Ran into her embrace, and ignored Jian Ran's struggles, "If you don't want to go back to the past, then let's start again. Nothing else is important."

As long as you and I are still here, nothing is important.

Qin Yue did not let go. Jian Ran, who was in his embrace, struggled and kicked and stepped on him, clawing and hitting him again and again. She vented all of the anger and other emotions she had on her body onto Qin Yue.

No matter how she tried to grab onto him, Qin Yue's embrace did not loosen the slightest bit. He stood straight, as if he was a mountain that could shield her from the wind and rain.

She was tired, and truly had no strength left. Only then did Jian Ran stop her attack.

After a long while, Jian Ran finally spoke with a muffled voice. His voice was filled with endless exhaustion, "You knew about it since a long time ago, right?"

Knowing that I was addicted to drugs and that the mastermind was my father?

Although Jian Ran did not say it clearly, Qin Yue clearly knew what Jian Ran was saying. He muttered to himself for a moment before replying, "Yes."

Jian Ran bit her lips, forcefully suppressing the tears in her eyes: "Then why didn't you tell me? You want to see a joke? to see how stupid I am? "

Qin Yue pressed her head against his chest, making her face stick to his heart, and said: "I don't want to be a joke. I just want to protect you, and not let you get hurt again."

"Heh," Jian Ran suddenly laughed, though she did not know why.

After a long while, she asked again: "So I'm actually your Jian Ran? The wife you came back from a business trip and only saw a box of ashes? "

Qin Yue's body stiffened, his eyes that were like a sea of stars churned as huge waves moved about. The hand beside him relaxed and tightened, and loosened up a bit. After a long while, he finally said in a low voice, "Yes."

Hearing this simple syllable, Jian Ran suddenly could not hold it in any longer and started rolling with tears.

It turned out that all his guesses were correct. She was really the "Jian Ran" who should have died … She was Ling Feiyu's close friend, his so-called sister-in-law, Xiao Ranran's biological mother, and his … Wife.

They did not treat her as a substitute for their dead "Jian Ran." She was Jian Ran.

It's just that she forgot everything … I don't remember anything.

"Then why didn't you tell me? "Why do you need to come up with a story about a dead wife to deceive me?" Jian Ran did not want to cry, but she could not help but shed tears as she spoke, "Qin Yue, you know very well that I can't remember anything, yet you play tricks with me. Do you know how scared I am?"