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When Pei Luoyi woke up, she felt a sharp pain on the back of her neck and cursed the rude man who knocked her out. She propped herself up from the bed with her arms.

She had never been to this room.

The heavy curtains blocked the light from the outside, so the room was dark.

Under the dim light, Pei Luoyi was able to clearly see the furnishings inside the room.

It was unfamiliar, but one could see that it was a unique luxury.

Suddenly, she felt a cold sensation on her ankle that came from metal. She couldn't help but shiver.

Her heart sank, and she bent her left leg. What followed was the sound of a series of metal chains striking each other.

Pei Luoyi hugged her knees. Only now did she notice that there was a metal ring around her ankle, the edges of which had been polished to prevent her skin from being cut. However, the ice-cold feeling she gave off made her feel uncomfortable.

She was fiddling with the ring when she noticed a small, embedded hole. It seemed like she needed a key to open it.

It was fake to say that they were not anxious. In an unfamiliar environment, there was an unknown light source, as well as … An aimless imprisonment.

Pei Luoyi was only wearing a knitted vest, and the same-color jacket she was originally wearing had already disappeared without a trace, causing her to feel even more uneasy.

"Thud."

The crisp sound was extremely abrupt in this quiet room.

Pei Luoyi naturally heard the commotion and locked onto the source of the sound as quickly as possible, "Who is it?" "Who's there?"

In a completely dark corner, the man calmly lowered his crossed legs from the sofa. His tall and straight figure immediately stood up. In the flickering light, it revealed a noble and extraordinary silhouette.

"Miss Pei, you're awake?"

The beautiful bass voice was extremely magnetic, but it was cold.

Pei Luoyi was startled. When the man was walking towards the bed, she instinctively retreated, and was then blocked by the headboard.

She took the pillow and held it in her arms, as if that would keep the pressure off the man.

"Who are you? Did you get someone to knock me out and send me here? "

In response to her was a man's soft chuckle, "Otherwise, who would Miss Pei have thought it was?"

She didn't expect the man to admit it so straightforwardly. Her fingers that were holding onto her pillow tightened, while her eyes were full of vigilance. Her voice also turned heavy as she said, "Sir, do you know that you are illegally imprisoned?"

The light in the room was still dim, but as the distance between the man and the room got closer and closer, and with the sound of the man's footsteps, Pei Luoyi's entire body started to tremble.

This man was extremely dangerous.

Every pore was shouting this conclusion, and she had to admit that she was afraid.

This death god that seemed to have walked out from the darkness, his entire body was filled with a baleful aura. He had clearly done nothing, enough for her to tremble in fear.

"Thud."

The man stopped and stood at the end of the bed.

Even darker than the dim light in the room was the man's black eyes that were as deep as the ocean. They locked onto the petite figure on the bed as if it was looking at a dying person.

"Illegal imprisonment?"

A short, unreadable laugh escaped the man's throat. "So you know what breaking the law is, too."

"I don't know what you're talking about, sir."

Pei Luoyi felt like a fish out of water, almost suffocated. Her heartbeat pierced through her ears like thunder, and her chest heaved up and down.

"Are you afraid? "Miss Pei."

The man stopped chuckling, and the words that came out of his lips were like frost. "What are you afraid of? "Hmm?"

"Palace..." It's you, isn't it, Mr. Miyake? "

In the end, Pei Luoyi was still able to recognize the man.

This new upstart of Cloud City, who could not be any more low-key, was known by everyone.

He never accepted interviews or went on any financial programs, but his noble and illustrious identity was always so eye-catching in Cloud City. Even if it was just the television station's reporters who focused their cameras on him for a few seconds, it would be hard to forget his figure.

He had forgotten about it. On TV, Pei-loi had caught a glimpse of him. It was reported that he had just returned from a transaction involving a large amount of money abroad. He had been caught red-handed by the reporters at the airport.

The reason why Pei Luoyi was able to recognize him was because of the cane in his hand. It was black in color and was made of an indiscernible material. It was suffused with a layer of cold light.

I heard that two years ago, when this man was still less prominent, he suffered from a car accident. Both his legs were operated on, and he still hasn't recovered yet.

Some gossip magazines speculated that this was the reason why the man rejected all interviews.

After all, he was in the limelight, but he was handicapped. This was a matter of regret.

Hearing the woman's soft voice, Gong Yan's footsteps paused, but his face remained as calm as water, as if it was normal for her to recognize him.

"It's rare that Miss Pei still remembers me." It was an emotionless tone, but it also seemed to contain too much emotion.

Pei Luoyi lowered his eyelids, thinking to himself, with his fame, it would be hard for him not to remember.

The next second, the pillow in his arms was pushed away by a brute force.

Before Pei Luoyi could react, one end of the cane was firmly pressed against her throat. The man seemed to want to pierce through her delicate neck just like that and increase his strength continuously from the other side of the cane.

Pei Luoyi tilted his head back and let out a painful groan as he tried to pry the strange object away from his throat.

The feeling of being on the verge of death was too real. Just as Pei Luoyi thought she was about to die from suffocation, the cane in the man's hand was thrown out.

Instead, the man's bony fingers pinched her jaw without pity, trying to shatter it.

"Ugh!"

Pei Luoyi was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face. She had no doubt that her jaw would be dislocated the next second.

"Miss Pei, since you remember me, I would like to ask, how did you manage to live through this year?"

The man's words came from between clenched teeth. He was gnashing his teeth, and the hatred in his eyes was so strong.

Hatred?

Pei Luoyi's eyes were filled with tears, but she was certain that she was not mistaken. It was only hatred.

A frightening storm was brewing within her deep black eyes as it tried to devour her to nothing.

"Mr. Gong, did you recognize the wrong person? We... Do you know him? "

Pei Luoyi went through all the memories she had of the past twenty years, but could not find a single trace of a man.

Did they know each other? If so, why didn't she have any impression of him? If he didn't know her, then why did he hate her?

How deep must the shackles be to give birth to such deep emotions?

When Gong Yan met Pei Luoyi's confused gaze, the sinister look on his face froze for a moment.

She doesn't remember?

The puzzlement in the woman's eyes was real, without the slightest trace of disguise.

However, if he didn't really read that report, he would have believed that the woman in front of him was innocent.

The coldness in his black eyes dropped to the freezing point. Finally, the man let go of his hand and slowly and unhurriedly straightened his body. He tidied up his dark suit that didn't have a single crease on it.

"After a person is strongly stimulated, the subconscious mind turns on a state of self-preservation. She would forget the memories that made her feel pain, forget that she didn't want to think about it … or the things and people you want to escape from. "

Gong Yan leaned forward and picked up his walking stick from the carpet. His deep black eyes coldly stared at Pei Luoyi.

"Pei Luoyi, you can choose to lose your memories, but don't you dare wipe out the crimes you've committed."