"Thank you!"
At last, Yeh Cangqiong tightly grasped Gong Tingxuan's hand to thank him.
Gong Tingxuan was still in a fog, for he saw no glimpse of familiarity in Beiming's eyes.
Yes, he had lost all his memories.
"You're welcome, I hope I was able to help you. However, I hope you won't speak of this visit to anyone. I don't want the Gong Family to be implicated any further."
The profound depths of Yeh Cangqiong's eyes turned to Gong Tingxuan as he urgently asked,
"Were you threatened by someone back then?"
Gong Tingxuan shrugged his shoulders with a smile, saying nothing.
Only then did Yeh Cangqiong nod and silently turn to leave.
Gong Tingxuan stood by his desk, rhythmically tapping his fingers on the surface, deep in thought.
After a while, Lin Ruoyao entered, "Brother-in-law, wasn't that person Gong Beiming?"
Gong Tingxuan looked at her indifferently, "No! You are mistaken."
