Song Yaoyao never expected Song Wenchuan to cause so much drama as soon as he woke up.

Her phone vibrated like crazy, but she simply blocked one number after another.

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Yes, the calls were all from the Songs.

Song Yaoyao found it strange. "Why am I the first place to suspect when Song Wenchuan is missing? I've already dismissed my people from the hospital. Please, no matter how much you dislike me, you should use your brains a little. I don't have telekinesis!"

However, Song Jingwan's voice was strangely calm.

"Really? But, Wenchuan has amnesia."

Song Yaoyao paused just as she was about to hang up. But, it only took a moment before she pressed the button without hesitation.

Amnesia?

So many people were watching over one patient, yet they managed to lose him?

What was Song Wenchuan doing?

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips in an irritable manner.

At this moment, Huo Jiu said quietly, "Miss Song, we saw Mr. Song go to...Huo Corporation."

Song Yaoyao: "??? Didn't he lose his memory?!"

Why did he go to Huo Corporation?

...

Working for Huo Corporation was not a relaxing job. Even the front desk staff had to greet a large number of visitors every day.

Just as the front desk receptionist had the chance to breathe, she saw a small, delicate figure run past, carrying her backpack and heading for the Boss' private escalator.

"Wait..."

"Hi, can you please register?"

The gentlemanly Huo Jiu tapped on the marble counter with amusement in his eyes.

"But over there..."

"That's enough, I'll help her register!" Another receptionist quickly pushed the newcomer away, gesturing for her to stop talking. She then completed the registration.

She did it so quickly that it seemed a bit careless.

But both parties were pleased.

After Huo Jiu left, the young woman asked, "Why? That girl..."

"Tch, how can you call her 'that girl'? From now on, don't stand in her way! She's the Boss' treasure!"

She alone had witnessed the Boss carrying the sleeping girl dotingly multiple times.

He protected her like a precious treasure!

"Huh?" The young woman was surprised. "Don't they all say that the Boss is restrained and has no interest in women?"

Another receptionist rolled her eyes. "It depends who it is. The Boss is naturally interested in this girl."

The young woman: "..."

Sorry, I've learned something new today.

...

"Gege!"

Song Yaoyao rushed to the top floor. Before the receptionist managed to greet her, she had already pushed open the office door and ran inside.

She was shocked.

"Wh-what are you doing??"

Two handsome men: one mature, refined, cold, and classy; the other sharp, cold, and powerful.

The man who had changed into a set of casual clothing heard the voice and turned his head slowly while holding onto a chess piece. When he saw the girl, his cold eyes revealed a smile.

When one looked at him in detail, they would see a confusing combination of emotions.

"Yaoyao?"

Song Yaoyao was surprised. She furrowed her brows and stood grounded as she looked at Song Wenchuan in a daze.

He was unfamiliar, yet familiar at the same time.

"You..." she opened her mouth and stuttered a little.

Her tears suddenly started falling. Even she didn't understand what was happening?

Aggrievance and sadness immediately filled her heart.

Huo Yunque put down his chess piece and waved at Song Yaoyao.

"Come here."