Chapter 466, Don’t Push Me to Take Action (Part 5)

Li Mochan’s hand holding the chopsticks paused, and he shot her a sidelong glance before falling silent.

His silence only made Ye Jiuliang more determined to get him to speak, so she reached out for the bottle of juice.

The result was the same, snatched away by Li Mochan.

She had lost her memory but her reflexes were far from dull.

Ye Jiuliang withdrew her hand, tilted her head, taking in his slightly annoyed expression, "Li Mochan, didn’t you say the juice was too sweet and cloying?"

Having his things taken from him time and again, Li Mochan was getting annoyed, "Back off, don’t force me to get physical."

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, their eyes filled with disbelief as they looked at Li Mochan.

In contrast, Ye Jiuliang was much more composed.

She pulled out the chair next to Li Mochan, ignoring his displeasure and sat down directly.

"Li Mochan, you say you don’t remember me, so why do you remember these?" Ye Jiuliang tapped her fingertips on the table lightly, her gaze falling on the sour and spicy vermicelli he held in his arms.

"These are all things I like."

Having forgotten everything, Li Mochan was wary of everyone; whenever someone approached him, he would wear a serious expression.

Just like now, a hint of irritation and impatience surfaced between his brows.

Having lost his appetite, he put down his chopsticks, stood up with elegance, and left the dining room without looking back.

Everyone looked toward Ye Jiuliang, feeling sympathy for her, yet not knowing how to offer comfort.

At this moment, she should be the most heartbroken person.

Gu Xinuo walked over to her, raising a hand to rest it on her shoulder.

She called out softly, "Ajiu."

To others, Ye Jiuliang seemed just as she did now, strong, unruffled in the face of shock; but she knew her Ajiu was close to collapsing, and her heart must have been pierced by Li Mochan’s cold demeanor and words earlier.

"I’m fine."

Ye Jiuliang suppressed the sourness and sadness in her heart and suddenly stood up.

She looked up at Wei Nan and the others, unexpectedly calm, "Wei Nan, what’s the situation?"

Wei Nan succinctly explained the events, including Li Mochan’s current condition.

"The master won’t let any of us near him, so I can’t examine him either."

Qian Mian.

Ye Jiuliang’s expression cooled, a glint of ruthlessness flashed through her eyes.

She took a stride toward the exit, Jiang Yisheng’s voice sounded behind her.

"Jiuliang when your cousin first woke up, he kept asking for ’zaizai’. Eventually, he went to the room where you keep your motorcycle figurine models. Those figurines are what he referred to as ’zaizai’."

Ye Jiuliang’s dark pupils stalled, her steps as heavy as if leaden, each step as heavy as a thousand catties of stone.

Zaizai.

Motorcycle figurine models.

Her hands by her side clenched involuntarily, Ye Jiuliang felt the tears she was holding back threaten to spill over.

"Jiuliang, even if your cousin has forgotten all of us, even forgotten you, everything related to you is still etched in his heart. You should be able to see that from that bowl of sour and spicy vermicelli and the juice bottle," Jiang Yisheng continued.

Ye Jiuliang sniffled almost imperceptibly and stepped forward to leave.

There was no sign of Li Mochan in the living room. Wei Bei stood at the foot of the stairs, and upon seeing Ye Jiuliang come out, pointed upstairs.

"Madam, the master is upstairs."

Ye Jiuliang nodded and swiftly ascended the steps, her slender figure quickly disappearing into the stairwell.

"Li Mochan has been like this since he woke up?" Gu Xinuo looked at Jiang Yisheng, asking with confusion.

"He doesn’t remember anything?"

Exactly what kind of toxin was so powerful that it could cause someone to lose their memory so completely.