Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Mubai went downstairs from the apartment. He sat in the car and did not leave immediately but smoked two cigarettes.

Sitting in the car, he thought a lot and straightened it out since he saw Wen Yuan again.

She was shocked when she saw him. Later, when he went to the villa, she deliberately seduce him. She planned to seduce him when he lost his memory and sleep with him as his sister-in-law?

Why did she never mention the past, or thought he would fall in love with her if he did it again?

Ye Mubai was smoking a cigarette, then smiled coldly.

He started the car and asked his assistant to book the fastest flight to New York for him while driving...

Eighteen hours later, Ye Mubai was lying on a recliner in a hospital in central New York. He was undergoing hypnotherapy, trying to retrieve his past memories...

In the darkness, he input Wen Yuan into his memory, and the past was pieced together like fragments in his sleep, appearing in his mind scene by scene.

Ye Mubai opened his eyes suddenly, cold sweat on his forehead and back.

The doctor in front of him smiled: "Mr. Ye, it seems that you have remembered all the things in the past. The reason you forgot before was because of the existence of resistance. Now that you understand it, you remember it."

Is it Wen Yuan who resists?

Ye Mubai closed his eyes and made a decision when he opened them again.

He got up and put on his shoes, and this time his flight went to H city.

KING has found Wen Yuan's whereabouts. Of course, it also cost Ye Mubai 20 million. KING is simply a black market in the industry.

When Ye Mubai appeared in front of Wen Yuan, it was Saturday night, almost eleven o'clock.

He booked a hotel, but he went directly to her apartment, a very nice apartment, more than 100 square meters.

Her family background was pretty good. Even if she moved out after a divorce, Ye Mulin would not treat her wrongly, nor would she be wronged. Ye Mubai thought after seeing the furniture and decoration.

Wen Yuan should have fallen asleep. When he opened the door, he was wearing pajamas. After watching him for a long time, he whispered: "Why are you?"

"Otherwise, who is it, let you open the door like this?" Ye Mubai squeezed in, staring at her scorchingly.

She has a pajama on her body. Although it is pure cotton, it is not too thick.

In Ye Mubai's eyes, it was the kind that attracted bees and butterflies.

His eyes were bad, and he walked past her.

Wen Yuan looked at him, and it took him a long time to pull his clothes, and muttered, "Are you coming here?"

She remembered that they should have made it clear that it was just a gunfire that day.

She closed the door, turned her head and watched him walk to the sofa and sit down, so she went to sit down too, her voice lowered for fear of waking up Xiangnan: "Ye Mubai, I have taken medicine, you can rest assured that I will not find you Troublesome."

He stared at her, and for a long time he said softly: "Wen Yuan, I remember everything from the past."

Her face was pale.

And he looked at her face almost appreciatively, and then spoke more slowly: "Ye Xiangnan, is it my son?"

"No." Wen Yuan answered very quickly. She closed her eyes and bit her lip: "He is not."

"Wang Nan... this name tells everything." Ye Mubai stretched out her hand to draw her closer, and she fell into his arms in her pajamas.

He was in a hurry, running back and forth, his beard was not shaved, and he hadn't taken a bath for two days, but it was full of masculinity, and she fell in his arms, smelling him, and his body as hard as iron. , All this made her flustered and scared.