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However, she had to thank those heartless people. Otherwise, she wouldn't have met the dean who treated her like his own daughter.

The growing environment of the orphanage, its depression, loneliness and patience, had given rise to her current independence and strength.

In the eyes of others, Soong Qian was a beautiful woman with a good character. She was capable, sociable and unassuming.

But Soong Qian never told anyone about her family, her home, her loneliness.

Recollecting his long train of thoughts, the fragmented memories attacked him once again.

At the intersection of the continuous flow of traffic was Soong Qian's fear. She filtered out the disdainful gazes of the passersby and brazenly walked towards the flow of traffic.

The ear-piercing sound of the whistle echoed in her ears. From time to time, the driver would poke his head out of the window and curse a few times.

The distance between them and the street was gradually shrinking. The approaching cars stopped one by one, causing Soong Qian to panic and start running.

The black Maybach didn't seem to realize the situation at the intersection. As his figure flashed by, it was too late for him to stop.

Soong Qian, who had been knocked out of her wits by the impact, had no time to wake up from the shock and felt dizzy.

At that moment, Soong Qian seemed to have seen a lantern.

The scene depicted her life in the orphanage. There was laughter, distress, a stomach full of grievances, and a firm and unwavering determination to become strong.

Even so, there was still a trace of unwillingness in Soong Qian's heart. While she was mumbling to herself, she absentmindedly saw an extremely thin black figure running towards her.

No matter how hard Soong Qian tried, she couldn't piece it together.

These days, Wang Chen transferred Soong Qian to the best hospital in S City and started the long hospital stay.

It was during this period of peace and quiet that Soong Qian found out about the identity of her forgotten boyfriend, Wang Chen.

The top actor of the domestic fire, Wang Chen, has tens of millions of fans, hot new generation spokesperson.

To be honest, Soong Qian was shocked. She looked at her slightly pale face in the mirror and compared it to the breathtakingly handsome man on the phone screen. She would never have thought that they were actually boyfriend and girlfriend.

Was calling Wang Chen a man blind?

However, this wasn't the only thing that shocked Soong Qian.

Wang Chen had just finished accompanying her to the ward for lunch, but due to the announcement, he rushed to work with Agent Chen.

Not long after Wang Chen left, there was a knock on the ward door. A man in his fifties, wearing a blue suit, walked in.

The man placed the fragrant orange flower that he was holding onto the head of the bed in a familiar manner. His voice was thick and full of confidence. "Is Miss Song feeling well?"

Soong Qian was confused and frowned in confusion.

The man smacked his head as if he remembered something. "Look at me, Uncle Zhang is already old. Miss Song, don't take it to heart. You actually forgot Miss Song …"

The man who called himself Uncle Zhang suddenly stopped. With a puckered face, he smiled and said, "Young Master was a bit busy recently, so he asked me to come visit Miss Song. But don't worry, Young Master will remember Miss Song very well."

Soong Qian was the head of the group and the head of the group was the head of the group. What the hell was the young master? What was her identity to make this man with an extraordinary bearing call her Miss Song?

Having lost her lifespan, Soong Qian cautiously asked, "I can't remember anything. Who is this young master that you are talking about?"

Uncle Zhang was stunned. He was someone who had seen a lot of things. When faced with Soong Qian's question, he just smiled without saying a word.