C127 (1/2)

The silver Rolls-Royce Phantom ran at top speed, and the scenery outside the window became a colorful blur of light and shadows.

Gong Yue tilted his head and looked at the co-pilot, Xi Jiange. He didn't seem to be having a headache anymore.

”Ah Zhe, what happened to you?”

If it had been a simple headache, he wouldn't have asked to go to the hospital.

After all, he had been physically strong since he was young. He rarely went to the hospital.

”It's nothing. Three years ago, I experienced an explosion, and when I woke up, I lost my memory. I often have a headache.”

He raised his hand and pressed it against his temple.

”Memory loss?” Gong Yue slammed on the brakes, looking at the unhappy man beside him, ”Zhe, are you still losing your memories?”

”Don't worry, I didn't forget about you.”

He had only forgotten the most important woman in his life, three years!

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, refusing to answer any more questions from Gongyue.

The hospital was about to arrive. Xi Yuanzi and Gong Yue were walking side by side, with Zhang Wenwen behind them.

The door to the dean's office was not locked. A flattering voice came from inside one after another.

”Don't worry, don't worry. I've already made preparations in advance. There are still two days left. Yes, yes …”

Before Principal Yang could finish his call, he heard a knock on the door. Then, he saw the handsome face by the entrance and his eyelids twitched.

”I have visitors here. Sorry, right, good! ”Okay, goodbye!”

With the phone cut off, Principal Yang put the phone back into the drawer and walked towards Xi JianZhe.

”Hello, Young Master Xi.” His tone was very respectful, and at the same time, a bit puzzled. ”This …” There were only two days left, could it be that Young Master Xi's headache had broken out again? Does Young Lady Xi know about this? ”

He tilted his head to take a look at the young man who was following behind him. He felt a sense of familiarity and couldn't remember where he had seen him before.