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had been mentally prepared in advance, and Gu Beichen was not surprised by this answer...... However, I was still surprised.
Such surprise comes from worry......
Li Yunze glanced at his friend and said slowly: "What are you going to do next?" β
"Mo'er doesn't remember me again." Gu Beichen lightly opened his thin lips and slowly lay back on the sofa.
Li Yunze was stunned, "Impossible!" β
Gu Beichen turned his head to look at Li Yunze, waiting for him to continue.
"I'm not completely sure about the experiment, but the progesterone hormone released by the body itself has a great effect on Silence." Li Yunze explained, "Although Yan Rui didn't have time to find out how many months Jian Mo had been, there were about three months, and this time was the most effective way to suppress Silence. β
Gu Beichen narrowed his gaze slightly, "But Mo'er really doesn't remember me again...... In addition, Shi Shaoqin's meaning should be to add medicine to Mo'er. β
Li Yunze pondered for a while, but still shook his head, "It shouldn't be ......"
"Huh?"
Li Yunze looked at Gu Beichen and said, "During this period, even if the medicine is aggravated, it can only cause a moment of memory confusion...... It shouldn't be possible to keep remembering. β
As he spoke, he tilted his head and muttered with doubt in his eyes, "Maybe it's a little longer, but it won't be in the case of confusion of recent memories." β
Gu Beichen listened, and his eagle eyes became deeper......
He thought about all the things he saw Jian Mo at night, and suddenly, his eyes suddenly gathered.
"What's wrong?" Li Yunze asked with some concern.
Gu Beichen slowly opened his gaze, and he had already recovered his indifference, "Mo'er may be pretending to be ......"
"Why do you say that?"
Gu Beichen didn't answer, but the ink pupils gradually became deeper and darker......
At that time, when Yan Rui asked about painting, Mo'er glanced at the location of the ring.
At the time, he didn't think much of it, he just thought she was trying to draw something...... But if it is really according to Yun Ze's statement, Mo'er will not have memory confusion in the near future, then there is only one explanation.
The first reaction was that she wanted to paint the flower under the ring, but then she held back...... I don't want Shi Shaoqin to be suspicious.
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Xiao Jing sent Gu Beichen to Heaven and left after the night......
Due to the complete downfall of Gu Mohuai, the emperor can now be said to have officially entered the era when Gu Beichen was in power alone.
And the collection of equity has made his personal assets among the top of the world's richest list.
In such a situation, it is not an exaggeration to say that ...... The emperor is in Los Angeles, and he has reached the point where he covers the sky with one hand.
But when his career is harvested, it is inevitable that some people will gossip about some of his previous scandals......
Originally, Jian Mo's matter was overturned, but as the media reported that Gu Beichen returned to Los Angeles on a business trip, inexplicably, the matter was brought up by some people again.
Xiang Wan and Mu Xiaoran were holding a box of fried small potatoes and eating them as they walked, their faces were a little heavy.
Xiaoran...... I miss Sister Mo. Xiang Wan said, his face completely down.
Mu Xiaoran stopped and lowered his eyes, but in an instant, his eyes turned red.
Xiang Wan was also sad herself, she didn't notice Mu Xiaoran's emotions, she just said angrily: "Why do you say those people owe so much?" Gu Beichen will come back when he comes back...... His use of Sister Mo has become something that everyone is talking about now. β
As soon as I thought of eating in the night market just now and hearing the men at the next table talking about something, Xiang Wanqi didn't bother to do it.
Mu Xiaoran secretly took a deep breath, and then said a little stupidly: "We can't control other people's mouths, as long as we know how good Sister Mo is." β
"That's all it takes......" Xiang Wan pouted, his eyes looked weakly left and right, and suddenly, he froze in one place.
"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaoran looked up and saw Xiang Wan's surprised face, and couldn't help asking.
Xiang Wan gestured with his chin, "That painter is out of the stall." β
Mu Xiaoran looked along the line of sight, and sure enough...... A big boy is setting things up.
"To go or not?" Xiang Wan raised an eyebrow.
"I'm not in the mood today." Mu Xiaoran shook his head.
Xiang Wan shrugged, directly pulled Mu Xiaoran and walked over there, "If you're not in the mood, you have to make your mood better......"
Mu Xiaoran was dragged to the painter's place by Xiang Wan in this way, and in the end, he also chose a small pattern casually, sat down on a small stool, and waited for the painting.
In the distance, a black sedan slowly pulled up to the side of the road.
The window of the car he was driving slowly lowered, and a pair of sharp eyes looked in the direction of the painter......
Just in time, the phone rang.
The driver pressed the Bluetooth and heard a voice from inside, "I checked nearby, this painter occasionally paints people around the night market...... I heard that his father is in the hospital, waiting for a kidney replacement, and it takes a lot of money. β
"What does he do?"
"In the Department of Finance and Economics of Los Angeles University, I am a junior student."
"Hmm!" The driver answered and hung up the phone, then called Mosen and recounted the information he had investigated.
Mo Sen listened quietly, glanced at Shi Shaoqin, who was walking with Jian Mo by the Crescent Lake, and responded, "Got it." β
When the words fell, he hung up the phone and did not come forward to report, but just stood where he was, and his eyes never left the two people who were walking.
Mo Sen glanced at the hands held by Shi Shaoqin and Jian Mo, and while his eyes were slightly deep, his hands gradually clenched unconsciously.
It's just that he hasn't clenched it yet, as if he realized something, he slowly let go again.
Paradise Night.
Gu Beichen answered the phone and didn't speak from beginning to end, just said "um" when he hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Li Yunze asked after he hung up.
Gu Beichen's thin lips hooked a cold smile, "Shi Shaoqin really went to miss Yan Rui's identity. β
Li Yunze laughed evilly, "That person is so suspicious, there is a problem if you don't investigate." After a pause, he continued, "Fortunately, I was prepared......
Although the use of color painting, using Yan Rui, a student from the Chinese Medicine Hospital, to take Jian Mo's pulse was a temporary idea.
But in Los Angeles, the territory of the four young people in Los Angeles, it is quite easy to quickly camouflage some innocuous things.
"This Yan Rui is quite good at acting when he arrives......" Gu Beichen raised his red wine glass and said with deep eyes.
"Professor Su's proud protΓ©gΓ© is also a man of the year in the school." Li Yunze shrugged his shoulders and said, "In order to hold the needle steadily and quickly, I went to learn painting." β
Gu Beichen glanced at Li Yunze, didn't say anything, just put down the cup and got up, and walked out without saying anything.
"Beichen?" Li Yunze simply put down his wine glass and walked out, "What do you seem to be worried about?" β
Gu Beichen grabbed his pocket with one hand, and while waiting for the elevator, he slowly spoke: "Everyone's drama is too much......
"What do you mean?" Li Yunze didn't react a little.
Gu Beichen's cold and eagle-like face was slightly heavy, "Things must be reversed!" β