344: The Mafia King is helpless

The Mafia King is helpless

Sitting lazily in his office, Mingshen was quietly sipping on his coffee as he studied Jia's latest medical reports and also of that unknown woman's reports.

"Ahhh life is so boring…" he sighed, "I am waiting for Spicy to make her escape so that I can catch her. When will she begin the cat and mouse game? I am waitiiiiiing~"

Lu Bojing's mouth twitched.

Ever since Jia woke up from the coma, he was getting to see more and more new sides of Mingshen that he had never witnessed before.

Today, he was seeing him act like a child who was whining for candy.

One of the other lab assistants knocked on the door.

"What the hell do you want? I am in a bad mood."

When are you not? Lu Bojing secretly thought.

"Boss. Mr. Jiang is here with his wife."

Mingshen paused.

What the fuck? Why is he suddenly here? Plus that sister is here too.

Not that he would let any sort of teary reunion happen between her and Jia, but he was in no mood to entertain the couple.

"Tell them to get out."

"Boss…"

Mingshen smiled dangerously. "Why didn't you tell me you have trouble hearing things? Do you want me to cut your ear up and look at what's wrong with it?"

The assistant gulped. "I-I will tell them right away!"

He sneered.

A minute later, the door opened again.

"Oh for fuck's sake what now!?" He was irritated.

But he paused seeing the figure before him.

Mingshen narrowed his eyes. "Mrs. Jiang. I might have to remind you that this is Yang Mingshen's lab. This is not your fucking Jiang villa that you are barging in as you please. I suppose my assistant has already given you the message," he smiled. "I think you have trouble hearing too. Oh, is that why you are here?"

Lihua said nothing.

Behind her, Wei slowly stepped in. One glance at him and Mingshen immediately understood that something was wrong.

He looked at Lu Bojing. "Leave."

Lu Bojing was a little curious, but he had to leave.

The door shut and Mingshen said, "Why are you two looking like zombies? What happened, Mrs. Jiang? You seem to look as if you have watched a horror movie."

The usual Lihua would have retorted to his sarcasm, but today, she was awfully quiet. She tremblingly stepped forward and said, "Yang Mingshen. I want my memories back."

He froze.

He blinked his eyes several times. He stared at Wei, who seemed to have lost all his hope. Mingshen could clearly see the fear in his eyes and feel the panic from his demeanor. He wanted to desperately stop her, but he was helpless.

Mingshen stayed silent.

Lihua stared at him. "Will you also pretend that you don't know anything?"

He said nothing. Mingshen was wondering how did Lihua get to know the truth? Wasn't Wei hiding it from her?

Did he feel guilty and confess everything?

Mingshen thought about it but didn't find it to be plausible. Why would he suddenly think of doing so?

No. Something else has happened. She got to know it from somebody else...but who?

"You locked away my memories, right?"

He didn't answer which was his answer in itself.

Her blank gaze dimmed. "You...you also betrayed me…"

Tears plopped down her cheeks. "I...even though we bickered a lot, I always treated you as my friend. But you also... Assistant Fu, you, Wei... everybody lied to me…It suddenly...feels so lonely…" she choked.

Mingshen slightly widened his eyes.

Friend…?

Wei clenched his fists and shut his eyes, a tear slipping out.

"I don't expect anything from anyone now. Just... bring back my memories."

Mingshen glanced at Wei again. There were no signs of him trying to stop her. It was already out of his hands.

He stood up and walked up to her. "Alright."

Wei trembled.

"Come with me."

Lihua followed him into a room. She looked around and sadly chuckled. "This is...the same room where I woke up six months back. Is this where you took away my memories?"

"...Yes."

Mingshen finally admitted.

"Guess it's ending at the same place…" she faintly smiled.

Around thirty minutes later, Mingshen stepped out. Wei grabbed his arms. "Lihua...How is she?"

He stared at Wei in silence for a long time.

"Why are you looking at me like that? She is fine, right?"

"...Yes."

"H-Her memories-"

"Are back."

He slowly let his hands down. "I see…"

"You can meet her if you want."

Saying that Mingshen quietly left.

Wei stood in front of the room, not knowing what to do next. What will he say? What will happen now? She had remembered everything.2

His heart drummed so hard that he could hear his heartbeat ramming in his ears. His hands were shaking as he touched the doorknob.

He stepped inside and saw Lihua lying on the couch, staring ahead with an unreadable expression. There was nothing in her eyes.

Anger, sadness, pain... nothing reflected in her black irises. They were as empty and lifeless as they could get.

Wei sat on the chair beside her. But he didn't dare say a word to her.

There was a long stretch of silence. The hands of the clock ticked by and it made the atmosphere even heavier to withstand.

Wei dug his nails in his palm until blood trickled out of his injury. Her silence was killing him.

Lihua's eyelashes gently fluttered. Her lips slowly parted and Wei immediately straightened up.

"...My sister."

Wei trembled.

"My sister is the one who raised me after our parents' death."

He said nothing.

"She had made a lot of sacrifices for her little sister to make her live a good life. She always... always stood beside me like an immovable rock. She helped me become the person I am today. Without her, I would have already lost my way."

Wei lowered his gaze.

"That sister...is she really dead? Did you really kill the only family I had?"

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