"Alright, I can temporarily not touch him."
Xiao Jie reluctantly agreed. Over the years, he had been following Ah Jiu closely, obeying Ah Jiu’s orders without question. Although he felt resentment, he understood that Ah Jiu’s decision was made with the bigger picture in mind.
Xu Xia sat in the back seat, arms crossed, in a self-protective posture.
Looking at her, Ah Jiu sighed silently in his heart.
"Let’s go."
...
...
On the island.
It was almost dinner time, Leng Zimo was doing necessary preparations while thinking about Dr. Yin.
Now that there’s a clue on rescuing Xiao Qian, Dr. Yin had disappeared. Although Xiao Qian had a good impression of him, could her memory not be restored? How could he help her recover her memory?
He remembered that when he had amnesia, every time he went to a place or encountered something he had a deep impression of with her, fragments of memories would appear.
Especially listening to her play the piano that one time, it was particularly stimulating.
Could this kind of thing be effective for her?
Piano?!
That’s right, Luo Xiaoqian had also asked him about playing the piano.
Maybe he could give it a try.
Thinking of this, he immediately asked the maid, "Is there a piano in the villa?"
"Yes, there’s a piano on the second floor," the maid replied.
The second floor?
Leng Zimo slightly frowned. Even if there was a piano, given the current situation, how could he possibly have the opportunity to play it for her?
Mouth stuffed with a tomato, Luo Xiaoqian’s small mouth instantly puffed up, combined with her wide eyes in surprise, she looked just like a child pretending to be angry and pouting, cute to the extreme.
Luo Xiaoqian never expected him to be so bold, daring to feed her in front of the servants.
She secretly glanced at the maid, confirmed they hadn’t noticed her, and then unceremoniously chewed, not forgetting to give him a sideways glance, her gaze carrying a slight hint of reproach for his boldness.
Leng Zimo chuckled, raised his hand, and brought a plate of fruits to her.
Luo Xiaoqian took the plate, flashing him a smile.
Noticing the water stain at the corner of her lips, Leng Zimo raised his finger, gently wiped it away, and said softly.
"The dress is very beautiful."
Feeling his large hand brushing across her skin, her face tingled with numbness, seeming to tremble even through her heart.
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