C351 Don't You Remember

Collapse. Of course, he knew that there would be such danger, but compared to this, he was even more unwilling to see Yi Xiaomi being tortured.

"Do what I tell you to do." Shang Moze slowly closed the back door of the car. His long and straight legs strode forward and sat in the driver's seat. "Remember, block all news. Don't let the media in."

Karl nodded. He remembered that he was talking to Shang Moze through the phone. He quickly said, "Okay. I have already told Lord Ji and Young Master Gu that there shouldn't be any trouble tomorrow."

Hopefully, there would not be any trouble.

"Also, have you analyzed Lilith's blood? Will it be addictive?"

"Well, there was no addictive component at the time." Karl was a little surprised. "Other than the component that would make people lose their memories, there was nothing else detected in her blood."

Was Lilith lying to him? Shang Moze's dark eyes narrowed slightly. "Analyze it carefully and do not miss out any details."

"Alright, Boss." Karl looked at the time on his wrist. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. The little rabbit should be waiting for him to return home.

"Boss, I still have things to do. I'll be hanging up first."

"There's something else. From your words, could it be that there are peach blossoms?" Slowly putting on his seatbelt, the corners of Shang Moze's mouth slowly lifted.

Thinking about the rabbit in the house, Karl's long legs slowly alternated. "Well, peach blossoms. Boss, you and sister-in-law will definitely be happy after suffering for so long."

"Karl, remember, don't tell anyone else about tomorrow's matter." Shang Moze's slender and pretty fingers lightly tapped on the steering wheel, and the rhythm was uniform.

"I got it, boss. Don't worry. Tomorrow's matter will be handled thoroughly. Nothing will be missed."

Hearing this, Shang Moze turned off his phone and stepped on the accelerator hard. The expensive sports car suddenly disappeared in front of the amusement park like an arrow leaving the bow.

"Young Master, Young Madam, you are back." Mrs Zhang could not stop smiling. "I have made the best dish, which is to nourish the stomach and replenish the blood and Qi. Young Master, please let Young Madam eat more!"

Shang Moze held Yi Xiaomi with both hands. His strong and shapely arms were firm and steady. He lowered his voice and said, "Mrs Zhang, Qingren is asleep. It has been hard on you to make so many dishes."

"Ah, it's nothing. Young Madam is pregnant. It is quite tiring. I was carrying a child back then and also wanted to sleep."

Shang Moze did not reply. Yi Xiaomi... was not addicted to sleeping because of pregnancy.

"Young Master, what are you still standing there for?" Mrs Zhang made a gesture of "leave quickly." "Didn't Young Madam fall asleep? Quickly put her on the bed."

These two children had been watching the separation and quarreling. Now, they were finally going to have a positive result. Tomorrow, Young Master and Young Madam were going to get married! Yi Xiaomi was going to officially become her Young Madam!

To be honest, Sister Yi was gentle and approachable. She was usually eccentric and eccentric. When she did things, she did not care about trifles and was forthright and generous. She was many times better than the previous women of the Young Master.

"By the way, Young Master, I will get up early tomorrow morning to prepare some soup for Young Madam. You two will be tired for the whole day tomorrow. Young Madam is still pregnant. You must make up for it tomorrow. "

The long legs that were walking up the spiral staircase suddenly paused, and Shang Moze slowly turned around. The emotions in his eyes were complicated, and he looked at the happy smile on Mrs Zhang's face.

"Mrs Zhang, there is no need. Qingren and I will prepare for tomorrow's wedding." Shang Moze's deep eyes slightly narrowed, "So, I hope that you can keep it a secret for the two of us."

Keep it a secret? Stunned, Mrs Zhang did not expect her young master to make such a request and there was doubt in her eyes.

"Young master, a girl's marriage is a lifetime matter. Furthermore, Sister Yi's parents are not here. You should make it more grand, right?"

What, it should be done more simply... He kept feeling that something was not right...

"This is what Qingren and I meant. The first is that she still has a child and her body is not suitable to work too hard. The second reason is that the old man..."

Shang Moze did not finish his words, but Mrs Zhang understood. It turned out that she was afraid that the old man would come out and mess things up on the spot.

It was not easy for him to stabilize Mrs Zhang. Shang Moze took a deep breath and his handsome face was covered with frost. He held the woman's hand tightly.

"En ~" Yi Xiaomi was long and charming. She looked at Shang Moze with a sweet and soft voice, which was unique to when one had just woken up. "What's wrong with me?"

"I'm tired of playing. I fell asleep." Shang Moze looked at the woman in his arms. Her eyes were half-closed. She was cute and soft, like a kitten sunbathing at the corner of the street.

Are you tired of playing? A few fragments flashed in Yi Xiaomi's mind. Rotating wooden horse, Ferris wheel, hand holding the child... The speed was so fast that she almost could not catch her tail.

She patted her head with all her strength. Yi Xiaomi's expression was a little distressed. Her beautiful big eyes narrowed into a line. "Shang Moze, where did we play before? Why can't I remember?"

The movement of her feet about to raise her leg froze. Shang Moze felt as if his heart was being squeezed by someone. Then he used all his strength, bit by bit, as if he was going to crush it.

Slowly lowering his head to look at the woman in his arms who was racking her brains to think about it, Shang Moze only felt that his voice was a little hoarse. "You... don't remember?"

"I also think so." Yi Xiaomi bit her lower lip and was a little distressed. "It is a very happy thing, but how could I forget such a happy thing?"

Shang Moze withdrew his arm and hugged the woman tightly. His eyes were cold. "You did not forget that we did not go out at all. We just walked around outside."

"Oh, I also think that if it was a very happy thing," Yi Xiaomi opened her mouth and yawned. "How could I forget?"

She rubbed Yi Xiaomi's head. The man's eyes were doting and gentle. " Yes, you did not forget. Sleep for a while more."

Could it be that Lilith's blood caused memory loss not in sequence but randomly? The more Shang Moze thought about it, the darker his eyes became.

Then, could it be that one day Yi Xiaomi suddenly woke up but did not know who he was and then looked at him with a strange and cold gaze.

Thinking of this, Shang Moze felt that it was difficult to breathe. No, he wouldn't let this happen.

There must be a way, there must be a way. It was impossible that Lilith that woman did not have the antidote. Blood might just be a way. There must be another way - not only could Yi Xiaomi retain her memory, but she could also kill Devis.

Tomorrow, as long as tomorrow passed...