Rumor has it that the young master has a hidden illness

Hearing Jing Sichen's question, Grandpa Lan's eyes flashed with anger. "What kind of question is that? Just because of a woman you've only met a few times, you're already starting to doubt your own identity? What? Do you really want to be that man she's talking about? A substitute, you're willing to accept that?"

Jing Sichen clenched his fists. Grandpa Lan's words were like a knife of shame, making him feel utterly ashamed.

"Go down!" Grandpa Lan sighed. "I don't agree to the cooperation with the Jing family."

"I will consider all factors." Jing Sichen raised his eyes. "Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters. The reason I held this banquet was to assess the capabilities of the Jing family's leaders. It has nothing to do with my feelings for Lin Lulu. Please don't confuse these two things, Grandpa."

He paused, then continued, "As for the marriage with Jiu Yue, I will not agree to it. I will make it clear to her, and I ask Grandpa to be prepared for that as well."

"As long as you know what you're doing, I won't interfere," Grandpa Lan said. "A-Ye, you are my good grandson. I've placed the burden of the Lan family on your shoulders. Over the years, you've never let me down. I believe in you."

With his grandfather's words, Jing Sichen nodded respectfully, then turned and left.

He had considered investigating Lin Lulu and her deceased husband's information, but it had all been deliberately deleted.

Not even a single photo can be found.

But his intuition told him that he had a relationship with that woman, Lin Lulu.

He sent someone to inquire about the situation. Jing Sichen arrived at a wine cellar, his mind filled with Lin Lulu's face. He wondered what identity he should present to her when he reappeared.

At this moment, his friend Fu Zixiu came over, took a cup without saying a word, and drank three cups in a row. Both of them had the same drunken look on their faces.

Jing Sichen glanced at Fu Zixiu, "How come you always manage to appear at such precise moments to steal my drink?"

"Isn't this all your fault?" Fu Zixiu said unhappily. "I just wanted to find someone to drink with, but you can count the number of times you've drunk on three fingers! What's wrong? What happened this time? You're drowning your sorrows in alcohol? Is it because of that, Lin Lulu?"

Jing Sichen gripped his wine glass tightly.

He tried so hard to forget this woman's name, but now it's been brought up again.

He then realized that he hadn't stopped thinking about her since he sat down.

"How did you know?" Jing Sichen asked.

"It's all over," Fu Zixiu laughed. "They say that the dignified Lord Lan Yelan, who never shows any emotion in front of outsiders, shouted 'Lu'er' and ran over to escort her to the hospital the moment Lin Lulu, the successor of the Jing family, collapsed. There are many versions with embellishments, but what remains unchanged is that you fell in love with Lin Lulu at first sight, and Lan Jiuyue's face was as black as ink."

Jing Sichen lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"You've really fallen for her?" Fu Zixiu asked. "I never thought you and Jiu Yue would be a good match from the start. When you're with her, you're not a single bit more gentle than you are with strangers. Logically speaking, we're a better match!"

"Zixiu," Jing Sichen sighed, "how many years have we known each other?"

"Five years!" Fu Zixiu said. "When I first met you, you were a sickly person! You were incredibly weak."

"Five years..." He lowered his cold, fierce eyes. "I heard that Lin Lulu's husband has also disappeared... for five years."

"Pfft—" Fu Zixiu laughed out loud, "You don't really think you're her deceased husband, do you?"

"I'm not." Jing Sichen leaned back on the sofa, irritated. "If I were, I wouldn't have to worry."

He could simply go over there and declare that the woman's ownership to him, and what business is it of Yan Moshen's?

"You..." Fu Zixiu sat up straight, "It's not like you're already this intensely in love at the very beginning, is it?"

"I don't know." Jing Sichen shook his head. "She was attractive to me from the first moment I saw her. But I wasn't to her. She just saw me as someone else."

"night……"

Jing Sichen gave a wry smile.

He looked at his chest; there were no scars.

No matter how hard I look, I can't find it.

He also clearly remembered that he had no scars on his chest.

Therefore, he is probably not the person Lin Lulu is looking for.

Reason told him that under these circumstances, he should stay far away from her, and even if it was business to discuss, he could ask someone else to do it.

However, he really wanted to use his position for personal gain.

It shouldn't be a problem if I use my position for personal gain just once in my life!

"I advise you not to talk about feelings," Fu Zixiu said. "Talking about feelings will only lead to heartbreak."

Jing Sichen laughed. "You still haven't found her?"

"No." Fu Zixiu sighed deeply. "I've been traveling all this way for years for a possibility, but I haven't even found a single hair of hers! Ye, tell me, how can there be such a heartless woman in this world? Weren't we very happy that night?"

Jing Sichen rolled his eyes at him, then looked at the small wine glass in front of him and inexplicably found it cute...

Led by Yan Moshen, Lin Lulu had a stroll around the hotel. By the time they returned, Qin Duanduan was already fast asleep.

Moreover, he slept in a starfish position on the bed.

She left a note next to me: You get to enjoy sleeping on the sofa! I'm sleeping in the bed tonight!

Lin Lulu chuckled. This girl is getting bolder and bolder, daring to challenge her?

"I'll let you off this time since you're so tired!" With that, he lay down on the sofa and fell soundly asleep.

Lin Lulu woke up hungry as dawn broke.

He yawned widely, glanced at Qin Duanduan who was still fast asleep, and gave an awkward smile. After tidying himself up, he decided to go have breakfast.

As soon as I opened the door, I was startled by what I saw at the entrance.

At the entrance, Jing Sichen and Yan Moshen stood together, each carrying a basket of breakfast.

Then, they both exclaimed in unison, "Lulu! You're awake! I bought breakfast!"

Lin Lulu glanced at Yan Moshen, then looked at Jing Sichen.

"Lulu?" Her scalp tingled slightly. "We're not that close, are we? You should just call me Miss Lin."

How come it seems like our relationship has taken a big step forward after just one night?

"After all, we'll be discussing cooperation for a while, so calling you Ms. Lin all the time feels a bit distant," Jing Sichen said. "Come on! Have some breakfast I bought! I chose the most famous ones here, see which one you like."

Then, without waiting for Lin Lulu to let him in, he went straight in.

"Ah—!" Qin Duanduan screamed, "You...you..."

Then, looking at Yan Moshen who was following closely behind, he immediately understood what kind of situation they were in.

"Ugh! I'm still sleepy, I'll sleep a little longer." Then, she quickly ran back to her bedroom, closed the door, and pressed her ear against it to listen to the sounds outside.

In her mind, the two grown men outside were already fighting.

But in reality, everything was calm.

The dining table was divided into two sides, filled with all kinds of breakfasts, some even overlapping.

Both men's eyes fell on Lin Lulu, and Lin Lulu felt a chill run down her spine, sensing a sense of crisis that she should run away as soon as possible.

But before she could even take a step, she heard Yan Moshen's voice: "Lulu, come on! Pick what you like to eat, whether I bought it or Mr. Lan bought it, it's all the same."

Jing Sichen glanced at Yan Moshen and said lazily, "Then let's eat what I bought! Let me do my best to be a good host."

Yan Moshen was taken aback.

He was just being polite, but Jing Sichen actually agreed right away?

Does he have any integrity at all?

Lin Lulu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It has to be said, Jing Sichen is really shameless.

Although he doesn't know why he has no memory of them, he claims he has never suffered from amnesia.

But his temper hasn't changed at all.

Lin Lulu walked over and looked at the food on the table, but in fact, she could no longer taste it.

Yan Moshen had treated her, but she just couldn't taste it.

The doctor said it was a psychological issue and had nothing to do with physical health.

But seeing these delicious breakfasts, she still wanted to try them.

"Whether it tastes good or not doesn't matter. Look how beautiful this bun looks!" Jing Sichen said. "Eating it will make you feel better."

Lin Lulu glanced at Jing Sichen, finding his statement inexplicably amusing.

This is the first time I've heard this claim.

She glanced at Yan Moshen subconsciously and saw the disappointment in his eyes. Her smile faded, and she said coldly, "Being good-looking doesn't mean you taste good. I may not have a sense of taste, but I'm not stupid."

Then, she said to Yan Moshen, "Uncle, you've always known my preferences. What you bought must all be things I like to eat!"

"This isn't fair!" Jing Sichen exclaimed, "Many of the items I bought are the same as his!"

"They look the same, but they're actually different." Lin Lulu glared at Jing Sichen. "The fillings might be different, the temperature might be different, the sizes might be different. How can they be different?"

Jing Sichen knew that Lin Lulu was alluding to him.

He said he was different from the person she liked.

A strong sense of jealousy was nagging at me.

What kind of man does she actually like?

How could she be so concerned about this?

She glanced at Yan Moshen. What was their relationship?

The two seem to have a good relationship.

Moreover, her sense of vigilance as a man told her that Yan Moshen was definitely a rival in love!

"Sometimes, you can try something different," Jing Sichen said. "How do you know there isn't something better than what you like if you don't try other things? If you stick to one thing, you'll miss out on a lot of fun."

"I like it," Lin Lulu said coldly. "What's wrong with a monotonous life? Who doesn't hope to stay with one person for a lifetime? Do you want to keep changing partners? Mr. Lan, do you really like new and interesting things that much?"

"You know perfectly well that's not what I meant!" Jing Sichen lowered his eyes. "I meant that you should move on from your grief!"

Lin Lulu: "What makes you think I'm sad? Didn't you say you can't remember anything? So why do you think I'm sad?"

"I am not Jing Sichen!" Jing Sichen said coldly. "Don't mistake me for him!"