o take it to coax his wife when he heard a tremendous commotion coming from the dance floor.He hastily turned his head, and upon seeing that Xiang Wan was being choked by Wen Yongbo, his pupils contra..."A decoy"

Feng Mu's eyebrows furrowed, and he didn't react for a moment. He asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure After such a big explosion news back then, it turned out to be just a cover-up"

"Yes," Meng Lan nodded, "but exactly what happened, we still need to investigate in detail. But the only thing we can be certain of right now is that He Hanchuan is still alive."

But a part of his memory was erased by Milan.

"Damn it!"

Feng Muqi's handsome face was slightly grim. He raised his hand and slammed it heavily against the wall beside him, snarling in anger, "This viper-hearted woman, she could actually do such a thing, causing us to search for so many years."

Over the past few years, they have never given up a single day searching for He Hanchuan.

But the results were not satisfactory.

They put in so much effort, but in the end, there wasn't a single good result. It turned out that He Hanchuan... had been hidden by Milan all along.

Then, what about He Hanchuan

Over the past few years, how much has he suffered

"I'm going to find that damn woman." Feng Muyue felt a growing rage inside him. Grasping his suit jacket, he was about to storm out the door.

Luckily, just then, Menglan hugged him tightly at the waist, preventing him from moving.

"Feng Mu, calm down." Meng Lan held him tightly, patiently reminding him, "We can't startle the snake now. Even if we rush out, it won't solve anything. Don't worry, let's take things slow and handle this step by step, okay"

"Is it possible to just let that woman flaunt her power" Feng Mu's eyes narrowed, filled with anger.

"It's not that..." Menglan sighed softly, "It's just that we need to be more calm. After all, Ye Zehan doesn't remember us now. He's focused on Milan wholeheartedly. If we blindly rush forward and try to teach Ye Zehan a lesson, he probably won't believe us."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Mu's face suddenly darkened.

“Now, we need to determine if Ye Zehan has amnesia and what caused him to forget us.” Menglan looked at his strong back and emphasized her words, “So...we should talk to Ye Zehan.”

After all, once Yi Wan sees Ye Zehan, she gets very excited and can't control her emotions at all.

So talking about the work with Ye Zehan, it can only be entrusted to them.

Feng Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze filled with unwillingness. But after thinking about it carefully, he could only sigh in resignation, "Well, I agree."

They mustn't raise the alarm.

If we act on Milan now, it would only make Ye Zehan hate us even more and have little effect.

Seeing Feng Mu's emotions gradually calm down, Meng Lan also felt a sigh of relief.

After all, if he starts a fire, it's very difficult to control.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Ye Zehan was still busy filming on set. When he had a break, he turned his gaze to the chair used for resting, but he didn't see Xiang Wan's shadow.

She didn't show up all day and no one knows where she went.

Realizing this, Ye Zehan's brows furrowed. He couldn't help but wonder if he had been too harsh at the bar yesterday and that Wanye wouldn't come anymore.

That's fine.

They didn't have any relationship to begin with.

Ye Zehan didn't continue to think about it, and continued to the photography studio to work on his tasks.

"OK, time for lunch!"

Just then, after the director got the shot he wanted, he called "cut".

Then, the director walked up to Ye Zehan and said with a smile, "That's great, Xiao Ye. Your shots are good. You've worked hard. Go take a break and have some food."

"Good."

Ye Zehan nodded slightly, his eyes taking on a hint of detachment.

He dislikes dealing with these directors, so he doesn't want to get too close to them.

After ending their interaction, Ye Zehan took off her makeup and walked toward the dressing room.

To his surprise, as soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Menglan sitting on a chair, with a handsome man beside her.

When Ye Zehan saw them, his hawk-like eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Dream Orchid hastily stood up from her chair, a gentle smile gracing her face. "Mr. Ye, hello. Don't misunderstand us, we only want to talk to you and have no ill intentions."

Ye Zehan faintly hummed in response, his eyelids drooping slightly, concealing the strange glint in his eyes.

"What would you like to talk about"

At this point, Menglan couldn't help but look at the assistant by the door, hesitating before speaking, "Mr. Ye, our conversation might be rather private, so... I don't want any outsiders present."

"Good." Ye Zehan nodded.

He respected Menglan's thoughts and gave his assistant a look, then instructed in a low voice, "Go out first."

"Okay." The assistant, seeming to sense the unusual atmosphere, kindly reminded him, "Mr. Ye, I'll go out first. If anything happens, I'll be at the door. Remember to call me if you need anything."

"Good." Ye Zehan didn't say much.

The assistant left the rest room and gently closed the door behind them.

After gathering himself, Ye Zehan looked at Feng Mu. Unexpectedly, he saw a trace of excitement on the usually stoic man's face.

And the next second, Feng Mu stood up from his chair and walked to Ye Zehan's front, reaching out to pat him on the shoulder.

"Good, very good. As long as you're healthy and standing before us, that's enough."

Ye Zehan heard his words and frowned.

He just wanted to push Feng Mu away, but unexpectedly, Feng Mu very tactfully let go of him. His eyes still held warmth as he looked at him, "Good boy, it seems like you're doing well, so we can rest assured!"

It seems like he is truly acting for his own good.

Thinking about this, Ye Zehan couldn't bear to say much more and just nodded.

Then, he turned his gaze to Menglan and asked in a low voice, "Miss Meng, is there anything you want to say to me"

When Menglan heard his voice, she came to her senses. She immediately stood up and reminded him seriously.

"Mr. Ye, I'd like to have a good talk with you. Would you mind sitting down first"

It seems like you want to talk to him for a long time

Ye Zehan realized this, and instantly felt a surge of dissatisfaction.

He was just about to refuse, but a string in his mind kept tugging at him, forcing him to nod, "Okay."

I don't know why.

He was also eager to hear what Menglan wanted to talk to him about.

Mr. Ye, I know you've always refused to believe that you are He Hanchuan, and even our actions now appear insane in your eyes. But I still want to share a video with you, perhaps then you'll understand why we did this.nd set off down the mountain in silence.The mud, soaked by the rain, was especially moist. Her foot had just stepped onto it when her body swayed slightly; she couldn't keep her footing and slipped to...