60: C60 Recovery of Memory(1)

C60 Recovery of Memory(1)

An intense pain came from his brain, as if something was about to break out from the ground. Soong Shiyan clutched at her hair, tears streaming down her face as she screamed in pain. She desperately grabbed at her exposed skin, her nails leaving terrifying streaks of blood on her white skin. However, it was as if she didn't feel any pain, and the strength in her hands increased as she screamed loudly. Then she struggled to her feet and stumbled toward the wall. Unexpectedly, she ran into a warm embrace.

"Hey, what happened to you?" The man asked worriedly as he held onto Soong Shiyan tightly and looked at the pained expression on her face.

The abandoned warehouse, the cold ground, the men who were smiling evilly as they approached her, the devilish voice, the indescribable pain and endless despair … Soong Shiyan's entire body was trembling, and she felt extremely disgusted in her heart.

"Ah!" "AHH!" Let me go, let me go! " Soong Shiyan screamed her heart out as she struggled violently. Then, she viciously kicked at the man's calf.

"Hiss — —" The man wasn't prepared for Soong Shiyan until a sharp pain came from his calf. Then, he had no choice but to release the restraint placed on Soong Shiyan. In the next second, Soong Shiyan threw him to the ground and grabbed his neck with both of her hands.

"Come with me to hell!" Soong Shiyan's eyes were bloodshot as she laughed. Her voice was extremely cold, as if she was a demon that had come from hell.

The man never expected Soong Shiyan to suddenly attack him, nor did he expect her to have such strength. He looked at her bloodshot eyes and forgot to struggle. He was stunned in his heart: [What is going on with this woman?]

Only then did the man realize the situation he was in. Soong Shiyan was pinching him until his face turned red. He tried hard to break her hand, but it was useless in the end.

"This woman is probably crazy! I am a dignified Young Lord, will I die today at the hands of this crazy woman? " The man thought to himself, feeling extremely depressed. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a vase on the low table. Only, the thick carpet kept the vase intact, and it did not shatter like he had imagined. The man sighed in his heart. Just what sin did I, Xue Zhaowu, commit in my previous life? Now, the heavens want me to die. If this matter were to spread out, where would my Xue Family face go from here on out?

"Young Lord — —" A black-clothed man suddenly rushed into the room and cried out involuntarily when he saw the man under Soong Shiyan.

When the man saw his subordinate enter, a trace of happiness appeared on his face. He was about to call him over to save himself. However, the black-clothed man quickly turned around with his back towards him and hurriedly explained: "Young Lord, I didn't mean to disturb your good news, it's just that … Young Lord, this subordinate will leave now and report to you later. "

"Stupid … Goods! Save … "Me!" The man was speechless and struggled to shout.

When the black-clothed man heard this, he turned around and took a closer look. Only then did he realize that his master's face was flushed and the veins on his head were popping out from the pressure of Soong Shiyan's neck. Seeing this, he hurriedly walked forward, picked up Soong Shiyan and threw her to the side. Then, he squatted down and asked worriedly, "Master, are you alright? Would you like to go down and get a doctor? "

"Do you think I'm not shameful enough? "Do you want everyone to know that I, Xue Zhaowu, was pressed down by a woman and had no way of fighting back?" The man looked at his subordinates with a gloomy face as he spoke with a hoarse voice.

"But, Dijin is not an ordinary woman." The black-clothed man scratched his head as he spoke.

"Shut up and say one more word. Be careful that I might shoot you – hurry up and help me up." the man said impatiently.

With the help of the black-clothed man, the man stood up and sat on the sofa. His face was flushed and he was panting heavily.

"Young Lord, what should we do with this woman?" The black-clothed man pointed at Soong Shiyan and asked.

The man looked in the direction the man pointed and saw Soong Shiyan lying unconscious on the ground. Earlier, her head had hit the corner of a short table, but it was now swollen to a large extent. Her arm was covered in streaks of blood, and blood was slowly seeping out. The man was silent, his eyes shining with an unfathomable light.

"Young Lord?" The black-clothed man looked at the man's silence and shouted with some doubt.

"Hmm — go get a doctor!" After saying that, the man crouched down and picked up Soong Shiyan, walking towards the bed.

"Young Lord, you …" "She's Dijin, the trusted aide of the person behind the organisation!"

"She's Dijin. It's just that she's already lost her memories, so she's of no threat to us." The man said lightly.

"The organization's people are best at disguising themselves. This subordinate is worried that she might harm Young Lord …" The black-clothed man still wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by the man's voice.

"I believe her--go!" The man gently placed Soong Shiyan on the bed and then turned around to look at his men as he ordered coldly.

"Yes, Young Lord!" The black-clothed man helplessly sighed, then quickly left.

After a short while, the doctor arrived at the presidential suite where the man was. He gave Soong Shiyan a careful examination and said that there was nothing serious wrong with her. She had only suffered a few superficial wounds and some irritation, which resulted in her fainting.

The doctor bandaged Soong Shiyan's wound and left. The man was watching from a distance, but he unknowingly walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked at Soong Shiyan's sleeping face and sighed. He couldn't help but reach out his hand to wipe the sweat off of her forehead, sinking into deep thought.

From the moment he first met her, he had a feeling that there was a bond between him and this woman. However, she was like a gust of wind, appearing before him time and time again without any warning, and then disappearing without a trace time and time again, leaving an indelible mark on his life. As for his heart, it was like a reed swaying in the wind.

"You stole the keepsake that Lin Family gave me, but I couldn't take it out. If that Miss Lin Family was furious, she would have already left to study abroad. In these two years, I haven't been able to find where the keepsake is. If this goes on, it will definitely affect the marriage alliance between our two families. Fortunately, my family only knew that this matter was done by someone from the organization and didn't know it was you. Otherwise, he would definitely send out an order to kill you, making it impossible for you to escape. I had originally wanted to retrieve the keepsake before you were discovered by him, but now that you have lost your memories, what should I do? " The man sighed and said.

"Young Lord, your subordinate forgot to tell you just now, the family just sent a message saying that the little miss is sick and wants to see you." Old master wants you to go home for a few days to accompany the young mistress. " The black-clothed man suddenly walked into the room and said to the man.2

When the man heard this, he hurriedly retracted his hand in fright. He embarrassedly coughed, then turned his head to look at his subordinate with an unfriendly face and said, "Lu Shi, if you don't have any rules next time, do you believe that I won't let you serve that violent temper of yours?"

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