She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 912 Her A Yuan disappeared

Huo Baiyuan glanced at the woman beside him, frowned in disgust, and quickly looked away, not wanting to even look at her for another second.

This is crazy, what the hell is going on?!

At this moment, Song Lishu moved. She slowly opened her sleepy eyes and saw the man's sitting back, covered with her scratches. Thinking of what happened last night, Song Lishu's cheeks turned red again, and she curled the corners of her lips, her voice revealing laziness.

"you're awake?"

The man suddenly turned his head, and his eyes, as sharp as blades, instantly fixed Song Lishu.

Song Lishu was frightened by the look and trembled all over. She saw hatred, disgust, and contempt in the man's eyes, but the love she once had was gone.

Suddenly, Song Lishu seemed to realize something, but before she had time to think about it, she felt her throat tighten and she felt unable to breathe in an instant.

Huo Baiyuan grabbed Song Lishu's neck with one hand and pressed her against the head of the bed. The back of Song Lishu's head hit the wall with a bang, and she felt so painful that tears came out.

Huo Baiyuan's fierce eyes seemed to want to torture her to death, and his cold voice concealed a raging rage: "Who are you?! You brought me here?!"

Song Lishu's face turned red from holding back her anger. She looked at the man in front of her with dazed eyes. This cold and fierce face in front of her was showing tenderness and doting last night, and his thin lips like a knife were speaking the most touching love words.

She realized belatedly that Huo Baiyuan had returned to normal. He had turned back into the old Young Master Huo and was no longer her Ah Yuan.

Song Lishu pulled the corners of her lips, not knowing whether she should cry or laugh. She squeezed out a little sound from her throat and asked tentatively: "Huo... Young Master Huo?"

Huo Baiyuan narrowed his narrow eyes and said, "Do you know me?"

Song Lishu's heart seemed to be thrown into the abyss in an instant. It turned out that he had really recovered.

She had worked as a servant in the Huo family for so long, but he never remembered her. Now, he has finally recovered his memory, but has completely forgotten the time he spent with her.

In fact, she had known for a long time that Huo Baiyuan's brain would eventually recover, but she didn't expect it to happen so quickly and so suddenly, catching her off guard.

Her A Yuan disappeared before she even had the chance to say goodbye.

Huo Baiyuan suddenly let go of Song Lishu's book. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He picked up the clothes that fell on the ground and found that it was a very cheap and poor quality sweatshirt. He frowned in disgust, looked around, but did not see any clothes that belonged to him.

He had no choice but to suppress his disgust, put on the sweatshirt, and while adjusting the wrinkled sleeves, he said in a contemptuous tone: "It's impossible to be responsible. How much does it cost? Just name a price."

Song Lishu's hands tightened the corner of the quilt little by little. She felt that her heart was cut open by his words and blood was oozing out. She said softly, "It's okay. I don't need money."

Hearing this, Huo Baiyuan seemed to pause for a moment. He raised his head and looked at Song Lishu with suspicion, as if he was wondering what tricks she had up her sleeve.

"you sure?"

Song Lishu lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled twice, and he fell silent.

Huo Baiyuan raised his eyebrows, and his tone was full of coercion and warning: "Remember what you said now, don't bother me with this kind of thing again in the future."

(End of this chapter)