Chapter 953: Chapter 953 - That Man Is Really Something

Just as Professor Xu had said, it would only take a few minutes.

After that, Ye Shengge was still unconscious and she looked rather serene.

“When can she wake up?” Ji Shiting’s voice was hoarse.

“It’ll probably take a while.” Professor Xu seemed to be admiring a piece of artwork that satisfied him.

“I’ll take her back to her room first,” Ji Shiting said as he tried to pick her up.

“No,” Professor Xu refused. “Hua Cheng will take her upstairs. She can’t wake up here.”

Otherwise, Ye Shengge would remember everything.

Ji Shiting clenched his fists and said, “Okay. I hope you keep your word. Give her away if you’re sure she lost her memory. I still have some money in my account. Perhaps, you’ll be interested.”

Professor Xu’s eyes lit up. “Sure.”

Ji Shiting took one last look at Ye Shengge on the operating table, and he stared at her for two seconds before he left the operating room. Hua Cheng arranged for a few subordinates to follow him, and she walked to Professor Xu.

“It’s been years. You’re always excited when you attack someone.” Hua Cheng chuckled. “Do you enjoy this feeling?”

“Aren’t you enjoying seeing those kids listen to you?”

“It’s always the same, and it’s a bit boring. Try something different next time.” Hua Cheng licked her lips, and her eyes were filled with some fanaticism. “Do you think we’ll succeed?”

“That depends on whether Ji Shiting can succeed or not. If he can be of use to us, we’ll be more than half successful,” said Professor Xu. “I’m confident in him.”

“Don’t you think he’s too calm?” Hua Cheng couldn’t help frowning.

She felt uneasy.

However, Professor Xu said, “He wasn’t afraid three years ago. That man is indeed something.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Hua Cheng wanted to say that Ji Shiting’s composure three years ago wasn’t the same as now, but thinking about how Ji Shiting wouldn’t be able to escape even if he had wings, she ignored the weirdness in her heart.

“Okay, I’ll send that girl up first.”

Hua Cheng and her subordinates sent Ye Shengge to a room upstairs that was completely different from the style of a banquet. After locking it, they went to the surveillance room and checked on her.

She had just sat down in the control room and put on her earphones when the person on the screen woke up.

Ye Shengge opened her eyes and sat up from the sofa. She didn’t move for a long time. She looked dazed and confused like a newborn baby, but she had the intelligence of an adult.

Hua Cheng couldn’t help smiling when she heard the sounds of screaming.

For them, erasing other people’s memories was a familiar technique. Hua Cheng never thought Ye Shengge would be an exception.

The woman on the screen seemed to have come to the door and tried to open it, but she didn’t. She was more afraid and helpless. She returned to the sofa and hugged her knees.

Hua Cheng was finally satisfied.

She took off her earphones and left the control room. One of her subordinates came up to her and said, “Sister Hua, the underground auction house asked if we have any goods. They’re seriously short on goods today.”

The so-called “goods” were the women being auctioned.