After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

A week after Yan Haoyue set off for Nanyang, he was implicated in a bombing in Nanyang Chinatown and his whereabouts remain unknown.

When Qiao Yu, who was in the imperial capital, received the bad news, his legs went weak and he almost stumbled.

Bo Hanshi supported her and said, "Yan Chen and I have just contacted the police station in Nanyang and the spies of the local forces to search for him. There should be results soon."

Qiao Yu's lips trembled: "Nanyang is such a chaotic place, I'm afraid she has already..."

If you are caught by kidnappers over there, they are after money, so it's fine to ask for money, as long as they don't kill you.

But if he had been killed in the explosion...

……

Nanyang.

Yan Haoyue felt like he had slept for a very long time. He opened his eyes and woke up, lying on a bed in a well-decorated private hospital.

This is a VIP ward. A strange young man is sitting on the leather sofa opposite.

Just by sitting, you can see that the man is very tall and has very long legs.

He was wearing a black shirt made of fine satin with only four buttons buttoned, revealing his lean and strong chest, looking unruly.

Looking up, the face was handsome and evil, it looked bad, but the appearance was impeccable.

He wore a string of Buddhist beads and a small red hairband on his right wrist with bulging veins. He was holding an English edition of Shakespeare in his hand to kill time, looking both cool and elegant.

Extremely contradictory.

As she looked at him, he also stared at her and asked casually, "Are you awake? Is your brain working well?"

Their eyes met in mid-air.

She found that her mind was blank and chaotic, and she couldn't remember anything: "Who... are you?"

Faced with such questioning, the man was not surprised. He dropped the English edition of Shakespeare in his hand, stood up and introduced himself: "Xiao Yan, your savior, just saved you from a huge explosion."

Yan Haoyue: "Xiao...Yan?"

He responded, "Xiao means bleak, and Yan means evolution." [Please refer to Chapter 318 for this part]

Yan Haoyue thought hard for a long time. She was more curious about who she was than the other person's name.

"Then you know who I am?"

Xiao Yan was silent for a few seconds, looked directly into her inquiring eyes, and told her: "Your name is Ye Xiaowu."

She pondered the name and frowned slightly: "Why does it sound so much like the name of a cat or a dog?"

Xiao Yan: "It's a pretty random name, but it makes sense."

Yan Haoyue wondered: "What's reasonable?"

Xiao Yan: "You were abandoned by your biological parents since childhood and are an orphan."

When she heard about her miserable life story, her eyes flashed with loss and darkness, "Does that mean I have no home?"

Xiao Yan did not feel sorry for her, but said: "I can take you home."

She was slightly startled. After her memory went blank, she felt very uneasy and had many questions: "Why did you save me? Did we know each other before?"

Xiao Yan's expression was normal, and his amber eyes were extremely calm.

"You are my fiancée. A week ago, you were shopping near Chinatown and unfortunately encountered a bombing. You had a severe concussion that damaged your hippocampus, causing you to lose your memory."

He paused, then calmly stated a fact: "You were in a coma for a week, and I watched over you for a week."

Before she could get used to her name and background, she encountered another critical blow. She looked at the man in front of her in panic: "I... I'm married?!"

Compared to her astonishment.

Xiao Yan was so calm that his emotions were barely visible: "Calm down, she's just my fiancée."

She was still suffering from her amnesia. The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. She subconsciously clenched her fists and pounded her forehead.

Xiao Yan restrained her hands from thumping and reminded her: "Concussion will only get worse the more you thump."

"..."

Her fiancé was quite considerate of her. He poured her a glass of water and slowly comforted her: "If you can't remember it, don't think about it. It doesn't matter."

Haha, he said it so easily, it doesn't matter if he loses his memory and becomes a fool?

She was racking her brains trying to remember something when a Chinese doctor knocked on the door.

The doctor was unusually respectful to Xiao Yan: "Mr. Xiao, Miss Ye's condition has stabilized and she can be discharged today."

Xiao Yan seemed to be thinking about something. He glanced at the other person with a stern look, "Are you sure? There won't be any sequelae?"

There was a flash of fear in the doctor's eyes, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Sure, there shouldn't be any sequelae."

Unless something unexpected happens, I will probably never remember this Miss Ye.

Xiao Yan nodded, his voice light and polite: "If there is a chance, I will let you experience what the chance is."

The doctor's whole body tensed up instantly and he shuddered.

Judging from the doctor's attitude towards her fiancé, this man must be very powerful?

Before she could observe secretly, her body felt lighter and Xiao Yan picked her up horizontally.

"Go home."

Yan Haoyue was a little stunned. He stared at his face, which had a very good appearance and structure, but he had no impression of him.

"Are we getting engaged because we like each other? I only know your name is Xiao Yan, and I know nothing about you other than that. What do you do? Do you have parents? If I marry you, do I have to deal with the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?"

She asked a lot of questions, but after asking them all, she felt that she had asked too many.

They don't seem to be familiar with each other yet.

Xiao Yan held her and walked out of the hospital, answering her questions one by one: "We like each other; we run a small business; both our parents are dead."

"..."

He lowered his eyes to look at her and answered the last question: "Marry me, and you won't have to deal with the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

She nodded thoughtfully. So... he sounds like a simple person.

Xiao Yan: "Do you have any other questions?"

She threw out a bunch of blind date questions.

"May I ask how old you are?"

"Twenty-seven."

"How is your financial situation?"

"A little money."

"What about your education?"

"illiteracy."

Yan Haoyue: "...can illiterate people understand the full English version of Shakespeare?"

The book he was holding while sitting on the sofa just now was the English version of "Romeo and Juliet".

Xiao Yan: "Half-illiterate."

Yan Haoyue: “…………”

She tried hard to ask something else, but Xiao Yan had already carried her to the hospital entrance.

Parked at the door was an obviously modified silver-top Maybach S680. She had a concussion and lost her memory, but she was not stupid.

She tilted her head to look at him: "Is this a little money?"

The man who opened the door for them, Lao Ying, said, "This is a long-term rental car, 300 yuan a day, 8,000 yuan a month."

Yan Haoyue looked at Xiao Yan strangely for an answer.

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile: "He was just joking with you."

Then he carried her to the back seat of the car.

The car driven by Eagle was driving ostentatiously on Nanyang Street.

The rear window was half-down.

Yan Haoyue lay on the window and looked at the scenery outside with curiosity. This place was so strange, so strange that it seemed like she was visiting this place for the first time.

Xiao Yan leaned back in the back seat and glanced sharply at the billboard of a shopping mall not far away, which actually displayed a missing person notice.

The photo on the big screen was of Yan Haoyue.

Old Eagle, who was driving in front, also noticed it. He looked at Xiao Yan in the rearview mirror and raised the rear seat partition.

Yan Haoyue was looking at the scenery along the way by the window when her wrist was suddenly grabbed. She was restrained by a strong force and fell heavily into his arms. Before she could react, Xiao Yan turned over and pressed her in his arms.

The cool and light masculine pine scent lingered in her nostrils, and the strong hormonal scent surrounded her in an instant.

Lips and tongue plunder, going deep and wantonly.

She was kissed until she trembled.

-

Note: Xiao Yan is Lao K. Before, Xiao Yan was lurking around Haoyue as a bodyguard in order to complete the mission. He used the alias Lao K. Later, he left the Dulong Society and fled to Nanyang, where he developed a career. Haoyue's original name was Ye Xiaowu. He was abandoned since childhood and was adopted by Qiao Yu's biological father, Yan Lao, from an orphanage.

Regarding the origins of Xiao Yan and Haoyue growing up in an orphanage, if you are interested, you can focus on reviewing Chapter 318 and Chapter 464. In fact, you don’t have to read them, as this story can be treated as a brand new book.