Mi Ruo frowned and turned her head deep into the room and looked out the window, as if her voice was beyond her reach.

It was only a few days apart from the last meeting. Her thinness could be seen at a glance and she had already shown her backbone. There were spotlights on in the room, and half-light and half-dark lights were cast from the top. In addition, the outline of the whole person was smaller, and it seemed that she and Li Yan had a greater distance than before.

He sat down, took out the cigarette box and took out a cigarette and lit it, his face as cold and bleak as blue smoke, "If the divorce is really what you want, I can give it to you, but I don't want to see you fall into depravity after divorce. I know that you can't listen to these words, but I..."

He paused slightly, and he looked up into her eyes, "...I just can't let you go."

Mi Ruo sneered, "What you can't let go of is my body? For me, doing the same thing with you just now is to be self-deprecating!" As she spoke, she got out of bed angrily, reached out to get Li Yan's cigarette box, and wanted to smoke a man's cigarette that was choking.

The silver-shiny metal cigarette case was very easy to open, but she wanted to compete with her. After jumping the needle and pressing it, she actually clamped her nails and wrapped her hands with the cigarette case.

Mi Ruo pulled his fingers harder and locked them in his hand. His nails were twisted open, making his fingers hurt. The cigarette box was half open, and some of them slipped out, some of which were stuck in the cracks and some were broken, and some were scattered on the carpet.

When she saw this, she was angry and anxious, and began to pull her around regardless.

Li Yan was afraid that she would hurt her hand, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help, but he had not touched her yet, and was even dozens of centimeters away from Mi Ruo's hand. She suddenly threw the cigarette box aside, as if he was afraid that he would touch it.

Suddenly, this move was relieved. With a thunderous sound, all the cigarette boxes were thrown on the ground and the smoke inside fell all over the ground.

After the crisp sound of falling, the room was surprisingly quiet, and Mi Ruo could hear Li Yan's slightly heavier breathing. She also let out a heavy breath, sat back to her original place, and distanced herself from Li Yan who was close to her.

Li Yan leaned forward and froze there. He looked at Mi Ruo, his fingers stretched out and retracted. It took him a long time to say: "Are you so afraid of me?"

"It's not that you're afraid, but that you're disgusted from the bottom of your heart!" She said coldly to him.

Li Yan felt sad when he heard this.

Mi Ruo leaned back against the pillow and his head was also tilted, in an alienated posture, "You go, I don't need your care. If you stay away from me, I can live a good life."

Her silhouette was stubborn, and her bones supported the edges of the figure, but her long hair was soft. Li Yan couldn't help but reach out to touch her face, and she turned her face slightly to avoid him.

His raised hand stayed in the air again, and finally landed stiffly on her black hair.

"Okay, I'll leave right away, don't worry, rest." Li Yan said.

Mi Ruo shook his head, closed the door and locked him in the world outside the door, and then walked to the window and looked down.

After he walked out of the community, Mi Ruo pressed the small shadow on the glass with his fingertips and drew a line with his steps. As if he had sense, Li Yan walked slowly and slowly, and finally stopped and turned around and looked up.

Her fingertips paused that point.

I was in a bad mood, but I still had to go to work, but I had something to do if I couldn't get rid of. Fortunately, there was a kind sister with a carefree personality who accompanied her to be sad and sad. Miruo decided to regain her happiness as a single person.

On Monday morning, the weather actually had a hint of early spring. It was obviously late autumn, but the sun climbed up the clouds early. Miruo changed into a slightly thin coat, and her outfit was much more relaxed and the weight she lost these days made her feel much more refreshed.

However, it is not only the weather that changes.

She had just come out of the villa and was about to go on a walk. When she turned around, Miruo fell all over and stood there. A few steps away from her, Anyarou was looking at her with a smile.

"Hello Miruo."

The smile on Mi Ruo's face suddenly became solidified, "It's you, Anyarou?"

Anyarou looked behind her, and her eyes had a deep meaning. Mi Ruo looked at her eyebrows slightly raised and then lowered them. A smile flashed from the corners of her rosy lips, "Do you want to ask, why do I know here?"

Mi Ruo didn't know whether to laugh or say something. She only felt vaguely that the relationship between her and Anyarou was not as delicate as half-sisters, but she couldn't remember what happened between them before she lost her memory.

Anyaro smiled slightly and said disrespectfully, "I remember that I moved into this villa before you, but I didn't expect that in the end, he gave it to you."

Mi Ruo's face changed slightly, and Anyarou saw her face in her eyes.

The corner of her lips curled up diagonally, but she said nothing, and just patted her hands and signaled her to follow her.

A newly opened cafe near the community was playing low country music, and there was a very classic guitar finger ring. The performer's technique was very superb. The two women sat opposite each other and were all impressed.

One song ended and the other song had not yet begun, and it was quiet for two seconds briefly.

Anyarou took a sip of coffee, raised her eyelids and looked at Miruo, and smiled: "Actually, I don't know what I am doing, and I don't want to find any noble reasons for myself."

Mi Ruo was confused for a moment and didn't understand what she was trying to say. Anyarou picked up the coffee and took a sip, "So that, you can understand my behavior as jealousy. If I have the only reason to justify myself, it is because you are my half-sister. Mi Ruo, I am not a very conscientious person, but I can't bear to see you being blinded all the time."

"Blind?" Mi Ruo frowned, "What...blind?"

Anyaro smiled and stopped talking. Then she took out a information bag from her bag and placed it on the table, slowly pushed Miruo away. Miruo hesitated for a while, and finally decided to open the information bag and pull out a stack of photos inside.

The man lying on the hospital bed in the photo kept calling Mi Ruo gasping. She immediately raised her head, "This is...how did you have this?!"

Anyarou still smiled: "Don't ask me how I got it. When you see these photos, don't you think the man inside looks familiar?"

Of course, Mi Ruo felt familiar, so she was clearly her senior Luo Yuan! She only saw his photo at Hao Miaomiao's house not long ago!

She asked again: "How come you have this!"

Anyarou shrugged: "Li Yan didn't tell you because Luo Yuan is not dead yet, and he didn't tell you because you originally planned to marry Luo Yuan. In other words, the reason why Li Yan did this is to stop you from remarrying with Luo Yuan."

"..." Mi Ruo was completely confused.

Luo Yuan was not dead? But he was not dead. Where is he now? Could it be that it was Li Yan...

Seeing her questioning eyes, Anya smiled softly, "You guessed that, Li Yan hid him."

"Why did he do this?" Mi Ruo panicked. The news was too sudden and she was at a loss. "Why should he hide Luo Yuan? Why is his purpose of doing this?"

Anyaro pressed her slender fingers on her forehead, pursed her lips and said, "Miruo, I have to say that among the people I know, you are really the purest one!"

Mi Ruo's face turned a little white. Looking at her, she still didn't understand what she meant. Any Yarou continued: "Didn't you notice that Luo Yuan was seriously injured? The news of his death outside was rumored to be very rumored. Who can do this so big? Think about it carefully, who else is besides Li Yan? And there is only one reason why he did this."

"What's the reason?" For some reason, Mi Ruo felt very scared.

"Of course it's because Luo Yuan was injured, which is related to Li Yan!" Anyarou's face darkened, and a shocking sneer appeared on her lips, "Or it was because of Li Yan, and his uncle Li Zeliang was just a chess piece."

"This..." Mi Ruo became more and more scared as he heard it. Such inferences were too terrible.

"A man like Li Yan, his ambitions cannot be imagined and understood by us females. I really want to tell you Mi Ruo. I always thought that between me and you, I was a more free and easy person. At the beginning, I thought Li Yan abandoned me and married you because he was really moved by you, so he used despicable means to approach you, pursue you, and force you. Later I realized that this was not the case at all. Li Yan wanted a lot."

Mi Ruo didn't understand Anyarou's meaning very well, or she didn't want to understand, but Anyarou didn't give her a specious opportunity.

"Li Yan married you because he needed a wife to complete the necessary means to inherit the Yanhuang Group's great cause. If you choose you, he doesn't have to have any worries or many troubles. You are an illegitimate daughter, without any background, and are different from me."

Speaking of this, Anyarou raised her head and looked at her, "Do you still remember how your mother, Aunt Lan, died?"

"...my mother?" Mi Ruo was extremely panicked, frightened, and some scenes of pain appeared in his mind.

"It can be said that Li Yan killed all the closest people around you. If you have anything else to understand, you can go to the orphanage in Anxin Town to take a look."

"Orphanage?"

"Yes, orphanage," Anyo nodded, "When will you leave Nancheng?

Son, you went to Anxin Town and stayed in an orphanage with Luo Yuan. If you want to know what happened to you at that time, you can go to the orphanage director to ask."

As she said that, she handed Mi Ruo a business card, "In addition, I also know a psychotherapist. This is her business card. She can help you with hypnosis therapy. Restoring memory is not a difficult thing, it just depends on whether someone really hopes you can restore your memory."

Anya Rou glanced at her with a point of view, and Mi Ruo stood up in panic when she heard this, "What do I want a psychotherapist to do?! I don't need it!"

She subconsciously resisted, not wanting to restore her memories. The more she knew, the more terrifying those memories would be to her.

Anyarou stared at her coldly, "You can't believe me now, but you are sure that you will lose your memory in your life. Isn't it important to remember anything important to you? If one day Luo Yuan really dies and you recover your memory, you missed everything that is very important to you, it would be too late to regret it at that time!"

Mi Ruo almost ran away in panic. When she got home, she threw herself on the bed and took a leave to sleep at home with her head covered, but she couldn't sleep. The next day, she came to the dance practice room with her two panda eyes.

Her appearance scared the students, and they made frequent mistakes during the teaching process. Everyone could see that something was wrong with her. Mi Ruo felt sorry for her, so she simply let the students practice the basic skills by themselves.

She repeatedly warned herself that she threw all her thoughts from last night to the present, but when she opened her bag and saw the business card that Anyaro gave her, her heart suddenly became cold.

"...Restoring memory is not a difficult thing, it's just a matter of whether someone really wants you to restore your memory... If one day Luo Yuan really dies and you recover your memory, you miss everything that is very important to you, it's too late to regret it!"

These words kept hovering in her heart, making her look dark as she thought about it. She grabbed her business card and came out of the lounge, but accidentally hit someone, and half of the cup of coffee in her hand poured on her.

The coffee I just brewed was a little hot. Although most of it was sprinkled on the clothes, it was also splashed a lot on the exposed hands. The tingling feeling made Mi Ruo's eyes wet all of a sudden. She rubbed her hands on the clothes randomly without stopping.

The orphanage that Anyaro mentioned is in Anxin Town, 100 miles away from Nancheng. Mi Ruo immediately took a taxi and spent more than two hours to arrive at the entrance of the orphanage.

Through the gate railing, she could see the back of Dean Wang of the orphanage at a glance.

She is not unfamiliar with this back...

All his strength seemed to be suddenly used up here. Mi Ruo stood at the entrance of the orphanage and couldn't walk any longer. Everyone passing by her looked at the woman who was covered in coffee and sweating profusely. Soon, passers-by came over to ask.

Dean Wang also looked over curiously, and Mi Ruo suddenly saw the surprise expression on her face.

"Mi Ruo? You're back!" Dean Wang walked over and hugged her, "Are you okay?"

Dean Wang didn't know that Mi Ruo had lost his memory after returning to Nancheng, and mistakenly thought that she was coming to see the children. His face was very excited, "The children are still talking about you. After you and Mr. Li returned, there was no news at all. We are worried about you."

Mi Ruo wanted to speak but stopped. She could see the sincerity in Dean Wang's eyes. She swallowed all the sobs back into her stomach, stared straight into Dean Wang's eyes, and asked, "Director, can you tell me everything that happened after I came to the orphanage?"

I don’t know what language should be used to describe Miruo’s current mood.

She stayed in the orphanage for less than two hours. After Dean Wang told her everything about it, she hurried back to Nancheng, but didn't know where to go. Later, she sent a traitor back to the practice room.

She didn't want to go back to Haike Yingzhou. That place did not originally belong to her, and when she went back, it made her feel uncomfortable.

She had been sitting on the wooden floor of the practice room, supporting her head with her hands, and her heart was wafting compared to her eyes. After a while, Hao Miaomiao called and said she wanted to have supper with her.

"Okay, I'm in the practice room, come here." She hung up the phone casually.

The coffee stains on her clothes were almost dry after covering them for a day, leaving behind hazel stains. Looking at the traces, she felt a little thirsty. Although there was no tear, she felt inexplicably that the moisture in her body had evaporated to some extent. It was like someone was holding her head and feet and twisting it hard, twisting all her self-righteousness and impracticality, splashing all over the ground.

Even if she hates, disgusts, or resists Li Yan, she would not have thought that he would be so terrible.
Chapter completed!