The petite wife of the paranoid boss turned wild

Chapter 432 Memory Recovery
On the stage, Bai Nianwei was presiding over the auction in an orderly manner.

There will be a lot of good things in the auction in Myanmar. The people on the first floor are getting more and more crazy, but the forces on the second floor have kept a certain kind of silence in the early stage.

They don't seem to care about these auction items that can cause a storm outside, such as the best imperial green, or the thousand-year-old wild ginseng.

Neither Su Yantang nor Lu Jingyao moved. Their purpose of coming here this time was not to auction things, but to observe Bai Nianwei.

Although Lu Jingyao didn't quite understand why Su Yantang was so obsessed with Bai Nianwei, he was still willing to follow her wishes.

During the whole process, Lu Jingyao remained vigilant, while Su Yantang next to him kept staring at Bai Nianwei, not knowing what he was thinking.

Two hours later, it was the turn of the final lot.

Su Yantang obviously felt that the atmosphere at the scene was even more restless, even the windows on the second floor were opened, thinking that this last lot would be something that everyone would grab.

Soon, the wooden box exuding a mysterious and ancient atmosphere was brought to the fore.

The surrounding area darkened, leaving only a beam of light shining on the wooden box.

Under the gaze of everyone, the wooden box was slowly opened, and a wisp of smoke floated out. Under the bright light, it almost turned into white and merged with the light.

Bai Nianwei's voice became more and more unreal, dull and mechanical.

Su Yantang felt that Lu Jingyao slowly let go of her hand, she turned her head to look over, but she could only see darkness.

The light seems to disappear at this moment.

Except, the bunch on the stage.

Su Yantang stood up, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

In that beam of light, a figure gradually appeared.

It's Galaxy.

Unexpected, even beyond Su Yantang's cognition.

However, her intuition told her that this was not an accident at all, but a foregone conclusion that had been planned from the very beginning.

She was always in the bureau and never went out.

"Xinghe." Su Yantang finally spoke, "Who are you?"

Xinghe was dressed very strangely, all in white, like a hospital gown, but without the layers above the hospital gown.

Her hair was neatly combed, her face was terribly pale, even her lips showed a hint of paleness, the kind of paleness as if she had lost too much blood.

"It seems you forgot."

Xinghe spoke slowly, like the Sanskrit voice of that day, making people relax involuntarily.

However, his tone was a little evil, which made his voice tainted with a sense of bewitchment that shouldn't have existed.

Su Yantang pursed her lips tightly, staring straight at Xinghe.

"What a pity." Xinghe sighed, "It seems that you need to recover your memory first."

Following these words, Su Yantang only felt her body go limp, and her consciousness was gradually swallowed by the darkness.

She held on, trying not to lose her consciousness so quickly, but her body seemed to be falling continuously, and finally fell into an abyss that could not be bottomed out.

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She had a long, long dream.

The past and present lives were all dreams, which made her a little confused whether it was a dream or reality.

In the dream, she saw that when she was five years old, she was given to a man in a white coat by her biological mother.

The man smiled ferociously and disgustingly, seeing her as if he saw some treasure.

She was taken to a research institute, where there were many people in white coats whose faces could not be seen clearly.

She watched the man in the white coat who brought her in draw blood from her body, and the bright red blood was drawn out one after another, becoming the most dazzling color in the white laboratory.

(End of this chapter)