le guest behind the painting would definitely prepare different questions. Therefore, answering them was quite difficult.The woman giggled, "As long as you can answer my three questions correctly, you...What

He was saying, us as a married couple

And Duan Xiangning, are we husband and wife

After hearing Lu Hang's complaints, Li Nanfang was dumbfounded.

He knew he might have forgotten many things from the past after a sudden, painful shock.

But he still felt that Duan Xiangning shouldn't be his wife.

But now, China Eastern calls them a couple.

What's going on

Could it be that she and I are truly married

Li Nanshan was stunned. Duan Xiangning started twisting her body again, and said coquettishly, "Lu Hang, do you want me to take care of it Quickly open the door—husband, hurry up and go in, why are you still standing there dumbfounded I'm sleepy." yawned.

"Oh."

Li Nanfang nodded blankly, like a puppet controlled remotely. Under Duan Xiangning's instruction, he stepped into the Lu family's house.

Actually, he was thinking, why would Lu Hang call them husband and wife And who was the woman on his back, was she really his wife At that moment, a terrible headache immediately surged up like lightning, scaring him to stop thinking.

Put on.

Li Nanshan, you freaking act so well.

Since I was under the thrall of that woman's seduction, I had no choice but to obey her. When she said you were a couple, why did you still pretend

With a surge of shame and anger, Lu Hang saw Li Nanfang's bewildered expression and cursed him silently in his heart.

Duan Xiangning, leaning against Li Nanshan's back, cast him a "timely" glance.

His eyes were sharp, filled with a crazed ferocity.

Du Xiangning's warning once again made Lu Hang, who truly didn't dare to joke about the Lu family's future, completely subdued.

"Xiang Ning and they are already back, so let's all go to sleep."

Lu Hang turned his head and said something, quickening his pace to overtake Li Nanfang. He arrived at the east wing where he and Duan Xiangning were getting married and pushed open the door diligently.

Come on in, what are you waiting for

Seeing Li Nanshan standing at the door, peering into the house, Duan Xiangning urged again.

Li Nanfang was a little embarrassed, his face full of uncertainty as he looked back at Lu Hang.

Lu Hang smiled gently and nodded.

As for what he was going to say, he didn't know.

It's absurd to pretend Li Nanfang is her husband after she understood Duan Xiangning's glare, and then invite them straight into the bridal chamber for an incredibly passionate encounter, isn't it

Although his nodding and working diligently might seem like a sign of disapproval to others, Li Nanshan saw it as encouragement for him to go further.

"Could it be that Duan Xiangning and I are really husband and wife"

When Li Nanshan had this thought, he had already stepped into the room.

The moment Lu Hang pushed open the door, Li Nanfang slipped through the slightly ajar bedroom door and saw the wedding photo hanging above the bed.

Even someone who has lost their memory can recognize their own photo.

Li Nanfang immediately saw his photo.

He was dressed in a silvery-gray suit, a white shirt, and a red bow tie. He had a cocky and arrogant smile on his face.

Duan Xiangning wore a strapless wedding dress. Though she was tall, she acted like a little bird leaning against Li Nanshan's chest, her delicate cheek resting lightly on his arms.

Her eyes, fixed on the doorway for what felt like an eternity, were filled with a happiness so intense it was almost painful, radiating sweetness and tenderness.

It was only when he saw this wedding photo that Li Nanfang began to feel lost and started to question whether he and Duan Xiangning were truly husband and wife.

But he clearly remembered, that wasn't right.

If it's not true, why do the two of you still have wedding photos

Not only that, but on the clothes rack behind the door of the east wing room hung his favorite blue shirt.

On the table, a half-box of Chinese cigarettes was laid out.

Two cigarette butts were still in the ashtray.

After drinking half a bottle of high-proof baijiu, it looked so familiar.

The east guest room was filled with the lingering scent of his presence, as if he had lived there for a long time.

But, how could he have no impression at all

As the better part of the night passed, the heady scene that had left him with a pounding headache began to fade quickly.

If a psychologist knew this, they would certainly tell him: "Under the circumstances of severe mental strain and near collapse, after being subjected to a serious stimulus, your instinct defense mechanism quickly numbed some of your memory nerves to protect you from becoming mentally retarded. Therefore, even though you clearly know that you and Duan Xiangning are just acquaintances, when you see everything she has carefully arranged in advance, you will be uncertain about what you think, and gradually believe that you and her are indeed husband and wife."

When Duan Xiangning decorated her and Lü Hang's former marital home like this, she never imagined that Li Nanshan would actually come here one day.

The decorating of the new house started after Li Nanshan came to Lu's home for a visit and had a long conversation with Duan Chuchang. She tried to commit suicide but was discovered in time by Lu Hang and saved. The next day, she began decorating her room.

By then, she had resigned herself completely.

In order to expand the Dali Duan clan's power to Jiangbei and to ensure her own survival, from being secretly assassinated by people like Duan Xiang, Duan Xiangning had to force herself to accept this cruel reality that she had to ignore her pride, becoming Li Nanfang's exclusive lover.

To come as a cover, under the guise of Lu family's young mistress.

To outsiders, she was still the young mistress of the Lu family.

But in reality, she was a mistress whom the Lu family provided for Li Nanshan.

One day, Li Nanshan would truly come to Lu's house and, as Duan Xiangning's husband, openly live in the east wing.

Therefore, in order to adapt to her new role and survive better, Duan Xiangning kept hypnotizing herself: "I am Li Nanfang's woman, and from now on, I can only be his woman. I have nothing to do with Dali Duan clan and Jinghua Lu family anymore. The reason I can live here is because they need me to do so. So, I must fall in love with him. Only by truly loving him is there a possibility that he will accept me and thus enjoy the taste of love."

It only takes a month to form any habit.

Moreover, wouldn't living mean constantly hypnotizing yourself to survive

Duan Xiangning's self-hypnosis had a considerable effect.

Especially every night lying in bed, looking at this carefully edited wedding photo, looking at Li Nanshan's usual clothes and things, she would indulge in fantasies about a wealthy life. The more Duan Xiangning thought about it, the more she felt that the male owner of this house should be him.

In pursuit of greater effect, Duan Xiangning not only decorated this room like this, but also arranged her small nest in Qingshan in the same way.

At that time, she only hoped to use self-hypnosis and the environment to force herself to love Li Nanfang in order to survive. That's why she did it.

She had never thought that there would be a day when she would truly need it.

After being rescued from the river by Li Nanshan, she began to suspect something was amiss about him even as she feigned injury and amnesia.

Why did Li Nanfang suddenly feel unwell

Du Xiangning wouldn't bother.

She only knew she had to seize this opportunity, give it her all, and cling to Li Nanshan's leg with all her might, never letting go.

The change in the wedding house beforehand was just God looking at her pitiful life and pitying her, giving her a chance.

"Please sit down first, I'll be right back."

Just as Duan Xiangning was stealing glances at Li Nanfang's expression, he whispered to her and slowly placed her on the sofa.

He was lucky that his physique was super abnormal, allowing him to carry over a hundred pounds of Duan Xiangning for more than four hours without feeling tired.

But it will definitely be hot.

Don't forget it's summer now, anyone carrying someone for that long would sweat.

In particular, Duan Xiangning was also a little clingy, like a plaster sticking to his back.

It's already pretty good that Li Nanshan didn't get a rash from the heat.

The shirt was soaked with sweat, it was perfectly normal.

Du Xiangning didn't want to come down - she felt incredibly sleepy, leaning against Li Nanfang's back.

But you can't just stay on his back all the time, can you

I'm home.

He simply murmured softly in agreement, then watched him as if he had smiled, before turning and hurrying out of the room.

"Hey, wait up."

Li Nanfang stepped out of the house, closed the door behind him, and saw Lu Hang standing in the yard lighting a cigarette. He was just about to go to his room.

Lu Hang came to a halt.

Li Nanfang quickened his pace and walked over, glancing back once before lowering his voice and saying, "I want to talk to you."

What's up

How do you feel, living in my wedding room, riding on my wife and doing those things Must feel so good, right

Damn animal.

Lu Hang cursed bitterly in his heart, but on the surface he didn't dare to show any displeasure. He politely said, "Mr. Li, if you have anything, please just tell me."

"No need to be so polite, it's just casual chat."

Li Nánfāng raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, asking, "Do you know me"

Lu Hang was stunned and said, "Of course I know you."

Then, in his heart he cursed: "Even if I am burned to ashes, I will be able to recognize you!"

Li Nanfang asked again, "How did you come to know me"

Lu Hang's face grew even stranger: "Mr. Li, you wouldn't be joking with me, would you"

I'm sick, that's why I'm joking with you.

Li Nanfang said to himself, then chuckled: "Well, well, just kidding. When we chat again, I'll feel much more relaxed."

Lu Hang then seemed to understand, and chuckled along with her.

Li Nanfang laughed again.

Lu Hang smiled—and then, for the next few minutes, it was just laughter back and forth between them. Neither of them spoke.

Li Nánfāng really wanted to say a lot, but he didn't know what to do.

Lu Han didn't want to speak to him at all, but he could only smile foolishly with him.

But as they smiled foolishly, both used the corners of their eyes to observe each other's facial expressions.

When Li Nanfang finally confirmed that as long as he didn't speak, Lu Hang could keep smiling foolishly with him until dawn, he sighed: "Alas, Lu Hang. Before I ask you some questions, I want to tell you something first."

Lu Hang, who was tormented by the incessant silly smiles to the brink of collapse, finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Li, please speak."

After thinking about it again, Li Nanfang softly said, "Vaguely, I feel like...like I was hit by a car."

As soon as he finished speaking, an image of a black sedan flashed in his mind. He suddenly heard the screech of its brakes and felt himself being thrown forward in a violent impact.

In this scene, he was riding a black motorcycle.

After being hit by a car, his head landed first and rolled several times on the road before coming to a stop.

When he woke up again, he had forgotten a lot of things.

Li Nanfang didn't know, he was looking for a reason to prove that his memory was bad. He casually said that the scene that came to mind during the car accident was indeed an experience he had personally gone through.

But he wasn't knocked away.

He was driving and hit a girl named Yang Guanguan.

After most of his memories were sealed away, Li Nanfang's new memory nerves grew rapidly, like a blank sheet of paper. He could draw a bird on it at random and remember it firmly.

He blurted out that he was in a car accident, and suddenly remembering the scene behind it, he remembered it firmly.

And he firmly believed that this was the reason for his poor memory.

"So, I was actually hit by a car and suffered a head injury, that's why I can't remember some things.Phew, that's good, I thought I had suddenly lost my memory."

Li Nanfang secretly let out a breath, feeling relieved to finally know the reason for his poor memory. His spirits lifted.

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