The Expensive Ex Wife of a Wealthy Family

Chapter 572

With mental preparations in advance, Gu Beichen was not surprised by this answer... but he was still surprised.

Such surprise comes from worry...

Li Yunze glanced at his friend and slowly said, "What are you going to do next?"

"Mo'er doesn't remember me anymore." Gu Beichen opened her lips lightly and lay slowly against the sofa.

Li Yunze stunned, "Impossible!"

Gu Beichen tilted his head to look at Li Yunze, waiting for him to continue.

"Although I am not fully sure of the experiment, the progesterone hormone released by the human body has a great effect on Silence." Li Yunze explained, "Although Yan Rui has no time to explore Jian Mo for a few months, it can be three months. There are right and left, and this time is the most restraining Silence."

Gu Beichen narrowed his gaze slightly, "Ke Mo'er really doesn't remember me... In addition, Shi Shaoqin meant to add medicine to Mo'er."

Li Yunze pondered for a while, still shook his head, "It shouldn't be..."

"Ok?"

Li Yunze looked at Gu Beichen and said, "In this period, even if the medicine is aggravated, it will only cause a momentary memory confusion... It should be impossible to remember it all the time."

As he said, he tilted his head and murmured suspiciously in his eyes: "It may be a little longer, but it won't be the case when there is a recent memory confusion."

As Gu Beichen listened, the eagle eyes became deeper...

He thought about seeing Jian Mo at night, and suddenly his eyes gathered together.

"What's wrong?" Li Yunze asked worriedly.

Gu Beichen slowly opened his eyes, and had already recovered indifferently, "Moer may be pretending..."

"why would you say so?"

Gu Beichen did not answer, but Mo Tong was gradually unable to see the bottom...

At that time, when Yan Rui asked about Paint, Mo'er glanced at the position of the ring.

He didn't think much at the time, only thinking she was trying to draw something... But if according to Yunze's statement, Mo'er will not have memory confusion in the near future, there is only one explanation.

The first reaction was that she wanted to paint the swash English under the ring, but later resisted...I didn't want Shi Shaoqin to be suspicious.

...

Xiao Jing sent Gu Beichen to Heaven Night and then left...

Due to the complete fall of Gu Mohuai, the emperor can now be said to have officially entered the era of Gu Beichen alone in power.

And the closing of equity has made his personal assets among the forefront of the global rich list.

Under such circumstances, it is not an exaggeration to say... the emperor has already reached the point of covering the sky with one hand in Los Angeles.

But after a good career harvest, some people will inevitably gossip about his previous scandal...

Originally Jian Mo's matter was overwhelmed, but as the media reported that Gu Beichen was back in Los Angeles on a business trip, some people raised the matter again for some reason.

Xiang Wan and Mu Xiaoran were holding a box of fried potatoes and eating as they walked, their expressions a little heavy.

"Xiao Ran...I miss Sister Mo." Xiang Wan said, her face completely dropped.

Mu Xiaoran stopped and lowered his eyes, but in an instant, his eyes turned red.

Xiang Wan was also sad. He didn't notice Mu Xiaoran's emotions, but said angrily: "Why do you say that those people owe so much? Gu Beichen will come back when he comes back... He used Sister Mo to make it happen. Now everyone talks about it. Thing."

The thought of eating in the night market just now and hearing the men at the table next door talked about things made Xiang Wan get angry.

Mu Xiaoran took a deep breath in her mouth, and then said in a sad tone: "We can't control other people's mouths, as long as we know that Sister Mo is good."

"It can only be done like this..." Xiang Wan curled his lips, looked left and right weakly, and suddenly settled in one place.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaoran couldn't help asking when he looked up and saw Xiang Wan's surprised look.

Xiang Wan gestured with his chin, "The painter is out of the stall."

Mu Xiaoran followed his gaze, and sure enough... a big boy was arranging things.

"Will you go?" Xiang Wan raised an eyebrow.

"Not in the mood today." Mu Xiaoran shook his head.

Xiang Wan shrugged, pulled Mu Xiaoran directly, and walked over there, "I have to make my mood better when I am not in the mood..."

In this way, Mu Xiaoran was dragged by Xiang Wan to the painter's place. Finally, he also randomly selected a small pattern along the way, sat down on the small stool, and waited for the painting.

In the distance, a black car slowly stopped by the roadside.

The window of the driving car was slowly lowered, and a pair of eyes looked sharply in the direction of the painter...

In due course, the phone rang.

The driver pressed the Bluetooth and heard a voice from inside, "I checked it nearby. This painter occasionally painted people around the night market... I heard that his father was in the hospital and was waiting for a kidney transplant. He needed a lot of money."

"What does he do?"

"In the Department of Finance and Economics of the University of Los Angeles, I am a junior student."

"Yeah!" The driver answered and hung up, then called Mawson and narrated the information he had investigated.

After listening to Mo Sen quietly, he glanced at Shi Shaoqin, who was walking with Jian Mo on the edge of Crescent Lake, and said, "I see."

When the words fell, he hung up the phone and didn't go forward to report. He just stood in the same place and kept his sight on the two people walking.

Mo Sen glanced at the hand held by Shi Shaoqin and Jian Mo. While his eyes were deep, his hands gradually clenched unconsciously.

It's just that he hasn't clenched it tightly, as if he realized something, and slowly loosened it.

Heaven night.

Gu Beichen answered the phone and didn't speak from start to finish, but just said "um" when he hung up.

"What's the matter?" Li Yunze asked after he hung up.

Gu Beichen's thin lips curled up with a cold smile, "Shi Shaoqin really missed Yan Rui's identity."

Li Yunze smiled evilly, "That person is so suspicious, there will be problems without checking." After a pause, he continued, "Fortunately, he was prepared..."

Although using colored painting, Yan Rui, a student from the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, was used to get Jian Mo's pulse temporarily.

But on the site of Los Angeles, the fourth master of Los Angeles, it is quite easy to quickly disguise something innocent.

"This Yan Rui will be good at acting..." Gu Beichen raised his red wine glass and said with deep eyes.

"Professor Su's proud disciple is considered to be a man in the school." Li Yunze said with a shrug, "In order to hold the needle steady and fast, I went to learn painting."

Gu Beichen glanced at Li Yunze, did not say anything, just put down the cup and got up, and walked out without saying anything.

"Bei Chen?" Li Yunze simply put down his glass and walked out, "What do you seem to be worried about?"

Gu Beichen copied his pockets with one hand, and while waiting for the elevator, he slowly said, "Everyone's drama is too full..."

"What do you mean?" Li Yunze did not react.

Gu Beichen's stern face is slightly heavier, "Things must be reversed!"