C17 You Seem to Have Forgotten Your Identity

She looked at his familiar face, the familiar voice, the familiar smile.

An indescribable feeling instantly engulfed her. Her eyes turned red. "Brother Chuchen..."

Time was like an arrow. They had been separated for eight years. Lyi Yang had never seen him again. But now, her Brother Chuchen had returned. He just stood in front of her and called her name gently.

Her vision blurred, as if she had returned to her childhood. That happy and beautiful time...

Mu Chuchen reached out and touched her hair. He casually reached out and pulled her petite body into his arms. "Silly girl, long time no see."

Large tears fell. She had finally exposed her weakness in front of him.

She did not ask him why he had left without saying goodbye eight years ago. She did not ask him how he had been all these years. She did not ask him how long he had been back this time.

She just leaned into his arms and called him Brother Chuchen over and over again.

She cried as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered during this period of time and vent them out.

Mu Chuchen did not ask her anything and let her cry in his arms.

Listening to her cry, he felt as if his heart was tightly gripped by a hand. It was so painful that he could not breathe.

He had promised to protect the little girl for the rest of his life, but he had gone back on his word. He left her and went abroad alone. He had never come back in all these years.

However, he had no choice...

He had been paying attention to the news in the country and the news about her. However, news from abroad was often slower. By the time he found out that the Lyi family had gone bankrupt, it was already too late.

However, he still couldn't wait to return. If he could make up for his past debts, Then, he was willing to use his entire life to make up for her.

He was willing to use the rest of his life to protect his little girl forever.

Lyi Yang was tired from crying. She cried until she was exhausted and leaned against his body to sleep just like that.

Mu Chuchen put on the windbreaker and put on his hat and sunglasses again. He picked her up and walked towards the car parked not far away with difficulty.

About ten meters away, a black Rolls-Royce was parked.

The window in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce was completely open. The man was holding a cigarette in one hand and his other hand was supporting the window.

He had already taken off his suit jacket and thrown it to the side. He was only wearing a gray shirt with a few buttons undone. His tie was hanging loosely and his posture looked very relaxed.

Only when one looked carefully could one discover that the man's beautiful peach blossom eyes were as cold as ice.

The air pressure in the car was extremely low. The old driver who had driven the man for many years clearly felt the boss's displeasure and sat in the driver's seat, not daring to open his mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally spoke coldly, "Drive."

Mu Chuchen brought Lyi Yang into the car, but he still could not bear to let her go. She just quietly slept in his arms.

Her sleeping face was very beautiful. Her white and flawless skin revealed faint pink powder. Her thin lips were like delicate rose petals.

Her eyes were tightly shut. Her eyelashes were long and raised like two small fans. Mu Chuchen could not help but reach out and gently touch her eyelashes. She seemed to be a little uncomfortable. Her eyelashes lightly trembled.

She slept very well. He wanted to send her home, but could not bear to wake her up. He could only bring her back to his private apartment and put her on the bed.

Mu Chuchen carefully took off her shoes and pulled the blanket over her. He then called the nanny over and wiped her body.

He sat on the sofa at the side and quietly watched her sleep. He didn't even want to blink. It was as if he wanted to make up for everything that he hadn't seen for so many years.

Around one in the morning, the phone in her bag rang. Mu Chuchen didn't pick it up, but the phone rang again and again. It rang tirelessly.

He finally took out the phone from her bag. There were three words jumping on it: Mr. Lu.

Then, he turned the phone into a mute.

He put down his phone and sat back on the sofa. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, as if he was talking to someone, but also to himself, "Mr. Lu..."

The person on the bed seemed to be having a nightmare. She was mumbling something all the time. Mu Chuchen leaned over and listened for a long time, but he could not hear her clearly.

Perhaps she was dreaming about something very scary. Lyi Yang suddenly sat up from the bed. Her eyes were wide open but there was not a trace of life in them.

Mu Chuchen called her a few times but she did not hear him. It was only after a while that her eyes gradually became focused. She came back to her senses and asked, "Brother Chuchen, what time is it now?"

Mu Chuchen did not tell Lyi Yang about the phone call earlier. His voice was still as gentle as usual, "Yang, it is still early morning. You should sleep for a while."

Lyi Yang had just had a nightmare and her head hurt a little. She rubbed her forehead and got out of bed to get her phone. She wanted to check the time but when she opened it, she saw more than ten missed calls and they all came from the same person.

Lyi Yang's hand trembled and her phone almost fell to the ground.

It was over. She had actually fallen asleep and did not hear the phone call.

If Lu Chimo knew, he would definitely not forgive her.

Thinking of this, Lyi Yang hurriedly got off the bed and said to Mu Chuchen, "Brother Chuchen, I'm really sorry. I don't know why I fell asleep and caused you trouble."

Mu Chuchen smiled and reached out to touch her long hair. He dotingly said, "Yang, you've never been polite to me before."

When she was young, Lyi Yang loved Mu Chuchen touching her hair like this. After so many years, she still felt at ease, but...

She could not afford to offend Lu Chimo.

Lyi Yang lifted her bag and said goodbye to Mu Chuchen, "Sorry, Brother Chuchen, I have to go back. I will contact you tomorrow."

Lyi Yang was about to leave when Mu Chuchen grabbed her arm.

She raised her head and saw Mu Chuchen looking at her gently. She called him, "Brother Chuchen..."

Mu Chuchen wanted to say something but did not say it in the end. It was as if he had thought for a long time and finally made up his mind, "Let me send you off..."

Lyi Yang shook her head vigorously, "There is no need to trouble you. Brother Chuchen, I can leave by myself."

Mu Chuchen insisted on sending Lyi Yang off but Lyi Yang did not agree. She was really afraid that Lu Chimo would know that she and Brother Chuchen had been together for the night.

At that time, she would not be able to explain clearly.

In the end, Mu Chuchen had no choice but to agree to let her go by herself. But not long after Lyi Yang left, he could not help but follow her.

At least let him watch and let her safely return home.

Otherwise, he really would not be able to relax.

Lyi Yang got off the elevator and left the apartment. When she turned the corner, a slender black figure was leaning on the car door. The fireworks between his fingers were flickering.

The faint yellow street lights shone on his body, making his stunning and handsome face blurry, like a character walking out of a manga.

Lyi Yang only took a glance before she opened her eyes in horror. She could not help but take a step back as her hands tightly held onto the belt of her bag.

That person was still leaning on the car door and smoking as if he did not even look at her, "Get in the car."

Lyi Yang stood still and did not dare to move. Her palms were so nervous that they were almost sweating.

The man glanced at her and said coldly, "What? Are you waiting for me to do it myself?"

Lyi Yang took a deep breath and walked towards the car with her head buried. When she walked past him, she found that the ground beside his feet was full of cigarette butts...

Her fingertips could not help but tremble. How long has he been here for...

Lyi Yang tried her best to suppress the panic in her heart. She reached out and pulled open the door of the passenger seat and sat on it uneasily.

The man did not move at all. He smoked for a long time before he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with the tip of his foot at a moderate pace.

The smoke dispersed from the man's thin lips and nose. He sat in the driver's seat, his low voice dyeing the night. "Have you been having a good time recently?"

Lyi Yang did not dare to look at him. She lowered her head and tightened her grip on the strap of her bag.

The man did not say anything and started the car to leave.

Not far away, a figure was hidden in the dark night and smiled.

He just wanted to follow her and protect her.

However, he never thought that he would see such a scene.

His Yang had grown up and was snatched away by someone else. How could this be? She was the treasure in his hands...

The man drove very fast. The streetlights and green belt outside the window gradually turned into a blurry shadow.

Lyi Yang saw the man's expressionless face out of the corner of her eye and her heart started to panic.

The man suddenly stepped on the brakes. Lyi Yang's body rushed forward due to inertia and was quickly pulled back to her original position by the safety belt.

She was so scared that her mind went blank. Before she could react, she was surrounded by a hot air. In the next second, she heard the sound of the safety belt being removed.

Her blank mind instantly exploded. Lyi Yang completely understood. She looked at him with a pale face. "Lu Chimo, don't..."

His hand reached to the back of her head and his finger pierced into her hair. His voice actually had a trace of gentleness, "Don't what? Hmm?"

This was the first time Lyi Yang had heard his gentle voice but she only felt that it was strange and terrifying. Her head could not help but lean to the side as she softly begged, "Don't be in the car..."

Moreover, it was on the side of the road...

When she thought that someone might see her, her body could not help but tremble.

"Lyi Yang..." He called her like this, but without any warning, his hand pulled down and pulled her small face up.

The sudden pain made Lyi Yang cry out, "It hurts..."

A ruthless glint flashed across Lu Chimo's eyes. His voice was cold and sinister, "You seem to have forgotten your identity?"

Her hair was pulled, and she could only look at his face. His face looked as good as it had come out of a comic, but it was all an illusion.

Lu Chimo was a really bad person, especially when he was facing her.

Lyi Yang's face was frighteningly pale. When she opened her mouth to speak, her voice was shaking so badly that it could not even be heard. "I didn't forget..."