After confirming she wasn't mistaken, Tang Xiaomin excitedly stepped forward.
Meng Yiren suddenly grabbed Yan Jue's arm, staking her claim and displaying a hint of triumph.
"I'm sorry, he already has a companion."
...
Tang Xiaomin's heart skipped a beat. She stopped abruptly, staring incredulously at the two of them.
When did Meng Yiren become Yan Jue's companion?
When did his taste change?
As she doubted, Meng Yiren spoke again.
"Yan Jue, isn't that right?"
She had already agreed with Yan Jue beforehand that if any other woman approached him, he would tell them he had a companion and reject them.
Meng Yiren was impatient to hear Yan Jue personally reject Tang Xiaomin.
Tang Xiaomin's expression would surely be even more amusing than it was now.
Just as Meng Yiren was congratulating herself, a forceful shove sent her staggering away.
Yan Jue's expression was blank. He retracted his arm, publicly humiliating Meng Yiren.
"You booked the room, you can stay in it yourself."
...
Meng Yiren's mind went blank for three seconds, unable to believe Yan Jue would suddenly say that.
"Why? If you don't stay in that room, where will you rest tonight?"
"I don't need to."
Yan Jue said faintly, his gaze settling on Tang Xiaomin.
The woman before him possessed peerless beauty and a scorching figure.
Especially her exaggeratedly slender waist, as if it could be held in one hand. It was hard to imagine how she had attained such a physique.
What attracted him most, causing his heart to involuntarily flutter, were her eyes.
Like bottomless, dark abysses, yet they now shone as brightly as the moon in the sky.
Eyes like those were a rare sight.
Watching the two of them, their gazes intersecting in mid-air, Meng Yiren suddenly felt how ridiculous her efforts had been.
She was unwilling. Why did Tang Xiaomin get everything so easily?
She had once been a wronged ghost, even less significant than her.
Why did she later surpass her?
"Yan Jue, they aren't good people. We should stay far away from them," she tried one last desperate plea.
Lu Xing, hearing this, couldn't maintain his temper.
"You're talking nonsense. Who isn't a good person?"
"You're the worst one, aren't you? You clearly knew President Yan's whereabouts and deliberately concealed it. What are you scheming?"
"You..." Meng Yiren's face turned pale.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"You're blatantly lying. What do you mean you don't recognize us?"
...
Lu Xing and Meng Yiren argued incessantly.
But this atmosphere did not affect Yan Jue and Tang Xiaomin.
Tang Xiaomin waited for his reaction.
Yan Jue tried to recall memories of the person before him.
"Have we met somewhere before?" he asked.
Tang Xiaomin froze. She hadn't received the warm embrace she expected, but instead, a nonsensical question.
"You... you don't remember me?"
Yan Jue shook his head.
"No, but you feel very familiar."
A huge question mark appeared in Tang Xiaomin's mind. He didn't remember her. What was going on?
Meng Yiren, overhearing their conversation, immediately pulled herself out of the argument.
She suddenly ran to Tang Xiaomin and whispered in her ear.
"He doesn't remember anything. I am his girlfriend now, and we are together. Yan Jue doesn't love you anymore. Don't you realize that?"
Whether he loved her or not could be seen in the way he looked at her.
Indeed, that familiar feeling was absent, replaced by curiosity.
"I was by his side when he was on the brink of death. Now that he has miraculously survived, you want to snatch him away again. Tang Xiaomin, I advise you not to push it."
Meng Yiren said the last sentence loudly, so Yan Jue and Lu Xing could both hear.
Lu Xing was about to call her shameless when Yan Jue's lazy and indifferent voice cut through the air.
"Yiren, you should go back first."
"Yan Jue, I..."
Yan Jue's gaze suddenly turned cold, and Meng Yiren's words were choked back.
Even though he had lost his memory, his aura was still the same as before.
That inherent majesty of a superior and his powerful presence, with just a glance, made Meng Yiren tremble with fear.
"Alright, I'll go back. You should come back and rest soon."
Meng Yiren left. If she stayed any longer, who knew what Tang Xiaomin might do to her. Leaving now was the best option.
Since Yan Jue had lost his memory, no matter what Tang Xiaomin said, given Yan Jue's temperament, he would be suspicious.
At that time, Tang Xiaomin would have to experience the taste of being doubted.
Lu Xing, also sensing something amiss from their conversation, asked,
"President Yan, what's wrong? You don't remember us?"
"Were we very familiar before?"
Yan Jue countered, which agitated Lu Xing.
"President Yan, we've known each other for at least two hundred years, if not three hundred. I followed you, we rebelled together, and later founded the Xianfu Group..."
"Lu Xing, stop."
Lu Xing looked at Tang Xiaomin in confusion, then suddenly realized that everyone's attention was focused on them.
Lu Xing finally remembered that this was in public, not the place for such talk.
He had no choice but to shut up for the moment and retreat behind Tang Xiaomin.
Looking at Yan Jue, who remained unmoved, Tang Xiaomin refused to believe he had amnesia.
"Do you really not remember me?" Tang Xiaomin asked again.
Yan Jue's lips curved into a subtle, unreadable smile.
"Your way of approaching me is quite unique."
"What?" Tang Xiaomin frowned.
She had mobilized a helicopter, traveled thousands of miles to find him, and it was considered an approach?
Moreover, she suspected that Yan Jue might be feigning ignorance.
His acting skills were top-notch; he had successfully fooled her last time, forcing her to move out of the suburban villa with her entire family.
If Zhong Li and Lu Xing hadn't come to tell her the truth, she would still be foolishly kept in the dark.
Despite the obvious flaws in his acting, she had to admit that her intelligence in matters of love was practically zero.
Since he thought she was deliberately approaching him, she would play along and continue the act.
Having made up her mind, Tang Xiaomin replied, following Yan Jue's lead.
"Judging by your words, it seems many people have approached you before me. Clearly, none of them succeeded."
Having guessed correctly, Yan Jue's lips curved slightly.
"So, can it be said that I rejected those people to wait for you?"
Yan Jue's way of speaking to Tang Xiaomin was as direct as ever.
She felt as if he were teasing her, and her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
He called this not remembering her? Tang Xiaomin wouldn't believe it even if she were killed.
She decided to play along with his amnesia game and see it through to the end.
"Since you were waiting for me, have you prepared a meal?"