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Chapter 24 Let's Gamble

Wen Ruoci continued to smile, "Master Quan is from a noble family. I'm afraid that Master Quan won't appreciate ordinary things."

Quan Shijin gently stroked her face, "How could that be? I will like anything you give me."

The unintentional skin contact made my palm feel very hot, so hot that it seemed as if all the nerves in my body were trembling.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in Wen Ruoci's mind, leaning towards her and touching her face. She couldn't see what he looked like, but a sentence clearly emerged in her mind:

"Have you ever seen a winter cicada—"

She took a sharp step back.

There was unstoppable shock in his pupils.

Zhou Heng told her that she had lost part of her memory, and after she had a falling out with He Ci, she was stimulated and recovered some of her memory.

She had always thought that she had fully recovered, but now, she actually saw some images that did not exist originally.

Quan Shijin saw Wen Ruoci's expression suddenly change drastically, and frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. "Master Quan, I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well. Can we talk about making amends next time?"

He took off his cigarette and said, "I'll take you to the hospital!"

It was not a rhetorical question, but an affirmative sentence. However, Wen Ruoci rejected it lightly, "Master Quan, I just came out of the villa and saw Master Song looking for you. It must be something important. I can go to the hospital by myself. It's not a big deal."

Quan Shijin frowned and looked at her, "Are you really okay alone?"

Wen Ruoci smiled, "It's really okay."

Quan Shijin's approach brought a lot of changes to her silently. She had no way of knowing whether this was a good thing or would make things worse for her.

Before she was sure, she didn't dare let Quan Shijin get close to her.

Seeing how stubborn she was, Quan Shijin had no choice but to give up and handed her the car keys in his pocket. "You can't get a taxi here. Take my car to the hospital."

Wen Ruoci took a look at the Koenigsegg worth nearly 100 million yuan.

It’s not the G-Class I saw last time.

After a slight pause, he reached out and took it.

"Thank you."

Before she got in the car, Quan Shijin looked at her calmly and smiled faintly.

"We'll talk about apologizing next time. As long as Miss Wen still remembers that you still owe me half a night, that's all."

Wen Ruoci, "..."

Quan Shijin put out his cigarette and walked into the villa. He happened to meet Song Chao who was walking towards him. Quan Shijin stopped him and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Song Chao was puzzled, "What is it?"

Quan Shijin understood instantly that this was her trick.

He shook his head helplessly.

Song Chao also reacted implicitly, thinking that it must be that woman Wen Ruoci who said something again.

He really annoyed this woman.

Every time she appears in front of Quan Shijin, she looks so pitiful that makes people feel so distressed. But in fact, she is full of schemes behind his back.

Now Xiao Nanxin still likes her so much.

This woman is simply poisonous. No wonder Young Master Zhao jokingly calls her a witch who is here to bewitch people.

Wen Ruoci did not go to the hospital, but went to the psychological studio opened by Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng had other guests at the moment, so the assistant walked in and whispered to him, "Miss Wen is here."

Zhou Heng glanced at the patient sitting on the sofa and said to his assistant, "Take her to the lounge first. I'll go find her after I'm done with this client. You turn down the rest."

Assistant, "I understand." The assistant welcomed Wen Ruoci to the lounge nearby and asked, "Miss Wen, would you like tea or coffee?"

Wen Ruoci, "Just plain water will do."

The assistant brought her a cup of tea and then left quietly.

Wen Ruoci sat on the sofa, then took a book from the bookshelf beside her. It was "One Hundred Years of Solitude", and she flipped through a few pages.

Quite hypnotic.

After watching for more than half an hour, Zhou Heng walked into the lounge, watched quietly for a while, and then said, "You arrived half a month earlier than the time we agreed on. Did something happen again?"

Hearing the voice, Wen Ruoci looked up at him and hesitated for a while before speaking, "Last night, Quan Shijin and I stayed in the same room, and I didn't have a nightmare. I slept very well."

Zhou Heng was shocked by the name Quan Shijin at the first second, but he felt that if it was her, it seemed natural. After all, few men could refuse her.

He spoke slowly, "From a psychological point of view, you trust him from the bottom of your heart."

Wen Ruoci was surprised. "But he and I have only met a few times. How could I trust him so much?"

She has always been very defensive.

Even if it was the congratulatory speech back then, it took two years for me to gain her trust.

Zhou Heng smiled and said, "It's hard to explain something like trust, but when he's by your side, you won't have nightmares, which means he's at least special in your heart."

"Really?" Wen Ruoci said calmly, lowering her eyes, "Also, when Quan Shijin approached me, I saw some other scenes that were not in my memory."

Hearing this, Zhou Heng found it a little strange. "If this is true, you can get in touch with him more. It may help you recover your memory."

Wen Ruoci stood up and stood in front of the window for a while before speaking with a little annoyance, "But he is Quan Shijin."

The high and mighty Third Young Master of the Quan family is not someone that anyone can get close to.

Even if you can really climb up, who knows what will happen to you.

Will the ending in the future be even more miserable than it is now?

Zhou Heng walked towards her, sighed slightly, and said slowly, "I know your concerns, but you didn't reject it immediately, which means you still can't bear to give it up, right?"

He paused here and said, "Since you are reluctant to let go, then take a gamble. You once said that you have nothing to lose and you don't care about anything. Since you don't care about anything, then what are you afraid of?

Even if nothing comes of it, at least, he's close to you, and you can sleep peacefully. More importantly, maybe you can recover your memory. Haven't you always been curious about what's in your lost memory? Maybe there's something most important hidden there."

Wen Ruoci didn't speak for a long time, and Zhou Heng didn't force her.

After a while, Wen Ruoci turned around and looked at him, "I should go back now. Please prescribe some medicine for me first."

The reason why Zhou Heng said these words was that he actually no longer recommended that she continue taking the medicine.

"Didn't I tell you that all neurological drugs are addictive? You've taken too much. Do you know what you're doing now? It's no different from chronic suicide."

He was worried that she would become addicted to drugs, and then she might really be finished.

Wen Ruoci pursed her lips and said, "I know, but you still have to give it to me. By the way, give me some sleeping pills."

Zhou Heng was a little helpless.

In his opinion, everyone's soul has a background color.

Some people are colorless, some are black, and some are white.

But there are always some people who are special.

For example, her.

It had already been shattered beyond recognition, with cracks and wounds all over it. He felt that it could no longer withstand another heavy blow, and it might break with just the slightest touch.

He had no choice but to give her the medicine. Before giving her the medicine, he said,
"If necessary, I suggest that He Ci also see a psychiatrist. I think his problems are no less than yours."

Wen Ruoci smiled and said, "If he is still willing to listen to me now, I would suggest that he come to you as well."

(End of this chapter)