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In the end, it was only through the combined efforts of my grandparents and Hua Baiwei that we were finally separated. Meng Lan took away all our photos together, leaving me with nothing related to her—no pictures, no belongings. The only thing she left behind was a note that read: "Brother Zhao Lun, wait for me to grow up. I promise I will come find you, and you must remember to marry me."
Because of Meng Lan's departure, I argued with my grandparents for a whole month. It wasn't until a month later that Old Zhao and Li Hong came to take me away. As I grew older, the memories of that time became increasingly blurred.
Now, when Hua Yu Yan revealed that she was Meng Lan, disbelief washed over my face. Suddenly, all the fragmented memories of her flooded my mind, piecing together a complete picture. I widened my eyes, unable to blink as I stared at Hua Yu Yan, trying to merge the person before me with the memories I held.
As I focused on Hua Yu Yan and my thoughts raced through my memories, everything finally clicked into place. Meng Hua Yu Yan?!
As soon as those words left my mouth, tears streamed down Hua Yu Yan's face, as if releasing twelve years' worth of longing. "Brother Zhao Lun, you finally remembered me! Do you know? Yesterday when I heard you say you didn't recognize me, my heart nearly shattered."
Thud!
After she spoke, I collapsed to the ground.
"Zhao Lun!" The three people beside me shouted in unison. Ouyang Zhirou and Lin Mu Xi were caught off guard and couldn't catch me in time.
Just as they were about to reach out to help me, a man beside Hua Yu Yan fired a shot at the ceiling.
Bang!
Ah!
Ouyang Zhirou and Lin Mu Xi immediately screamed while Hu Yao stared at the smoking gun barrel, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. The three of them were frozen in place.
"Hua Yu Yan! What are you doing? Are you crazy?" Ouyang Zhirou's patience had reached its limit. First it was explosives, then a heartfelt confession to Zhao Lun, and now gunfire—did she really think Ouyang Zhirou would just stand by?
"Bring my Brother Zhao Lun back to me!"
"Hua Yu Yan, how dare you! Do you really think I'm going to let this slide?"
Watching the veins popping out of Ouyang Zhirou's neck, Hua Yu Yan suddenly remembered something and stopped the man.
"Ouyang Zhirou, you can't just let my Brother Zhao Lun lie on the ground like this!"
Hmph, Ouyang Zhirou let out a light snort, signaling Lin Mu Xi to help me up and settle me onto a nearby chair.
"Talk?"
"Fine, but only for an hour. Once the time is up, the fire will reach us."
The three of them stood in front of me, while Hua Yu Yan sat in another chair, crossing her legs, her face showing no signs of having cried at all.
Ouyang Zhirou wore a dark expression, her eyes sparkling with fury. This vile woman would never be forgiven!
"Is Zhao Lun's condition related to you?"
Lin Mu Xi's expression was no better than Ouyang Zhirou's. When Zhao Lun heard her singing, he immediately regained consciousness; this matter was undoubtedly connected to her.
"That's right, I put something in the fruit he ate. It's a new type of drug from abroad that amplifies negative emotions several times over. It makes people irritable and agitated, leading to mental instability and eventually unconsciousness—usually for about an hour."
After calmly explaining, Hua Yu Yan watched as Ouyang Zhirou and the others rolled up their sleeves, mentally preparing themselves for a fight.
"Don't look at me like that; the drug only has this effect. I won't let my Brother Zhao Lun come to any harm."
"What is your purpose in doing this? Why give Zhao Lun such a drug?"
"That's none of your business!"
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