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Chapter 608 Confused Memory

Liang Qingyun took in the disgust in Yang Xingguo's eyes.

People say that first love is the hardest to forget.

For Yang Xingguo, Liang Qingyun was his first love.

The same applies to Liang Qingyun.

She began to regret not choosing to stay.

If he had stayed, would Yang Xingguo have been spared the blow and started fantasizing about marrying her, thus developing a mental illness?
It's too late to say anything now.

In order not to provoke Yang Xingguo, Liang Qingyun could only watch him leave without saying a word.

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The next morning, at the police station office.

In order to find out who sent "Liang Qingyun" to approach him, Yang Xingguo began to use his power to investigate the matter.

Yang Xingguo was convinced that the other party was there to deliberately annoy him.

Yang Xingguo didn't care that he was disgusted, but he wanted to find out what the other party's purpose was in approaching him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to sleep well.

Yang Xingguo took the surveillance video copied from the teahouse to the technical department and used it to perform facial recognition comparison with the other person's face.

Without more information to assist, facial recognition alone would take an enormous amount of time.

So Yang Xingguo also took the money transfer records from the teahouse and successfully identified Liang Qingyun through the other party's mobile payment terminal.

Amidst the strange expressions on the technician's face, Yang Xingguo snatched the newly printed paper file.

When he saw the contents, he froze on the spot.

Seeing this, the technician asked in a low voice, "Director Yang, are you planning to remarry your wife?"

Remarry?

Seeing Yang Xingguo's face darken, the technicians immediately realized they had stepped on a landmine and quickly lowered their heads as if nothing had happened.

But Yang Xingguo would not let him escape.

"What do you mean by that? What do you mean by remarriage?"

Yang Xingguo stared intently at the technician with the same look he had given a corrupt cop ten years ago, his tone chillingly cold.

The technicians were inwardly groaning, but dared not utter a single complaint.

"It's about... the matter between you and Madam Liang..."

The technicians stammered as they recounted insider gossip and anecdotes about Yang Xingguo.

In order to uphold justice, he gave up the life of a rich and beautiful woman traveling the world and chose to fight on the front line of the criminal investigation team.

This kind of awareness is not something that ordinary people can have, so it naturally attracts people's admiration.

This can be considered a way to salvage some of the police station's image.

When the technicians were in front of Yang Xingguo, they naturally only picked out the gossip that praised Yang Xingguo.

The more he talked, the worse Yang Xingguo's complexion became; it turned almost black.

"Who sent you?" Yang Xingguo asked expressionlessly.

The technician was taken aback: "Huh?"

Yang Xingguo was practically pointing a gun at the technicians' heads; how could they not be dumbfounded?

Yang Xingguo took a deep breath and changed his question: "Who told you all this?"

"Who told you that..."

This problem has stumped the technicians, because it's troublesome no matter who provides the information.

He stammered, "That's what everyone's saying. I just overheard it in the cafeteria, but I didn't pay attention to who said it..."

Is that what everyone says?

Yang Xingguo asked the other person to take out their phone and randomly dialed a colleague's number to ask about gossip about himself.

As it turned out, the gossip the other party shared about themselves was almost identical to what the technicians had said.

Yang Xingguo was filled with a sense of absurdity.

Why is everyone playing jokes on me? Is today April Fool's Day?
Yang Xingguo left the uneasy technicians behind, taking the newly printed documents with him as he left the technical department.

He didn't plan to do any work today; he needed to figure out what was right in front of him first.

Yang Xingguo drove to Qiushui Manor, and on the way he called the deputy director to handle his work for him.

I rushed back to the villa and went to the bedroom.

Yang Xingguo rushed to the storage cabinet, opened the top drawer, and took out a handmade mahogany box.

Normally, this place would contain his and Liang Qingyun's marriage certificate, wedding photo album, and some jewelry.

Yang Xingguo lifted the lid; the photo album was still there, but all the jewelry inside had vanished.

Yang Xingguo picked up the photo album, placed it on his lap, and slowly flipped through it.

The photos inside no longer contained his and Liang Qingyun's wedding photos; the original wedding photos had now become memories.

There are photos of high school class parties, funny photos taken with classmates, and photos of him with Liang Qingyun from his student days.

But the wedding photos that Yang Xingguo wanted to see were not among them.

"What exactly is going on……"

Yang Xingguo stared blankly at the photo album.

Finally, Yang Xingguo took out his phone and found the person he had wanted to contact for many years but dared not, and who had been blocked by the other party.

Liang Qingyun's father, his own father-in-law.

beep...beep...

After two ringtones, the other party answered the phone.

Yang Xingguo was stunned to find that the call actually went through.

"What do you want from me?"

The father-in-law's voice was calm, without the hatred and resentment one might expect.

Yang Xingguo remained silent.

"I'm hanging up now, that's all."

The father-in-law was completely baffled by Yang Xingguo's antics. He called but didn't say a word. Was he playing a joke?
"……dad."

Yang Xingguo finally spoke.

However, this very opening of his mouth immediately angered the other party.

"What did you just call me?!"

His father-in-law's previous calm demeanor vanished; even through the phone, Yang Xingguo could imagine the man's furious expression.

"What? You didn't want to marry Qingyun and go live with us in Europe back then, but now you've changed your mind?"

Do you think you've got status now and want to get back together with Qingyun? Do you think we'll come running over as soon as you say hello?

What do you take the Liang family for? Let me tell you, Yang Xingguo, there's no way this is happening!

I don't care where you heard we went back to Asia Union, but if you dare call me "Dad" again, I'll risk getting myself imprisoned to break your legs!

Although the old man was over sixty, his voice was still strong and resonant.

Especially the line about interrupting Yang Xingguo's lackey, it was almost uttered through gritted teeth.

The father-in-law launched into a sarcastic remark at Yang Xingguo, giving him no chance to explain, and then abruptly hung up the phone.

When Yang Xingguo called back, the other party had already blocked him.

Yang Xingguo put down his phone and remained silent; reality was vastly different from his memory.

He can no longer tell whether the problem lies with his own memory or with the world itself.

The investigation cannot simply be left unresolved.

Yang Xingguo continued to dial the phone numbers of every acquaintance in his contact list, trying to subtly inquire about his situation from them.

After asking around, I finally pieced together a rough outline of my memories.

(End of this chapter)