nghua alone. After all, a mother would do anything for her child, wouldn't she!Lin Ruochu's sobs, broken and intermittent, disturbed Fu Mo'han so much that he had to speak, "Things have passed.""Mo Ha...Chapter 1754 You Really, Don't Remember Anything

"Yes." He walked to the sofa, placed his hands on his knees and sat straight on it, facing the person sitting opposite him.

The night owl leaned against the sofa, looking at him with an indifferent expression, and asked directly, “Tell me, what have you found out in these three years”

Leng Jue nodded and slowly recounted his experiences over the past three years, "Three years ago, you suddenly disappeared. I followed your instructions and transferred all the shares of the company to the second young master's name. After waiting for the second young master to familiarize himself with the company's procedures, I went looking for you. The first year, I barely found anything, only some scattered clues."

“I followed the clues and found out that you were still alive, but I don't know exactly where. Later, by chance, I stumbled upon a charitable rescue organization. The organization mainly rescues women and children who have been sold into slavery, arranges their lives afterward, and helps them find a better life.”

“At first, I wanted to make a living here and inquire about you. At the beginning, all I did was help with resettlement after rescue, helping them leave. For what happened later, there would be other people involved. After lurking for a while, I found that some members of the organization were very skilled and highly vigilant.”

Ye Xiao Mian listened impassively, his expression unreadable. A faint guess formed in his mind about the organization mentioned by Leng Jue, and he asked softly, "Is it the Beautiful Future Charity Aid"

Leng Jue looked at him in astonishment, "You know"

The night owl nodded, "Mm, I've heard. Continue."

Leng Jue continued to tell his story, "I've been lurking inside for almost two years, investigating your clues, but I found nothing. But I discovered that this organization sends all the children born to rescued pregnant women to an orphanage."

The night owl raised an eyebrow. "All of them"

Leng Jue nodded heavily, "All of them."

The Night Owl frowned. Her child, born after being kidnapped and sold, was unwanted. Some people didn't want the child to ruin their new life, so sending it to an orphanage was understandable.

Whenever something seems unusual, there must be a demon at work.

Leng Jue continued, "I found it strange and privately investigated the matter further. I wanted to know what reasons led them all to give up their children."

Did you find it

"Yes, I found it." Leng Jue's eyes drooped slightly, and he said solemnly, "After these women gave birth, they all forgot about being pregnant, giving birth, and even some people don't remember being kidnapped or sold. Their memories have been completely rearranged."

The night owl's cold expression darkened instantly, as if these women's memory wipe was akin to his own.

He asked in a low voice, "What reason did they forget"

Leng Jue regretfully shook his head. "I don't know, I wanted to investigate further, but I found your information, and with my position in the organization, I can't continue the investigation, I can only give up."

Ye Xiao naturally wouldn't blame Leng Jue for halting the investigation. His main purpose for going out this time was still to find his own.

Then he changed the subject, "What did you find out about me"

Leng Jue said truthfully, "I only found out that you changed your identity and appeared at some private parties. Even, even had contact with this organization."

"You're right." Yexiao affirmed Leng Jue, his voice soft, "I am now Yexiao and have nothing to do with the Fu family."

Lěngjué still held a sliver of hope and asked, "You really don't remember anything" passes this interview, she will find an opportunity to thank Mu Shaoqing and try her best to pay attention to the connection between them.But Fu Mo寒, openly, has Lin Ruochu be his secretary.Who are t...