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Yu Lingfeng could only sigh, knowing very well that his good friend had made up his mind.
Bo Jinyan repeated his instruction. âYouâll take Gu Feirou and Xiao Nuo back to Blue Tower first.â
âWhat about Xiao Ro?â The man was still harping on about his beloved little sister.
âShe wonât remember any other man she met in her life soon. This is the last time Iâm going to indulge her.â
She can do whatever she wants with Mo Jiangye now, but this is their last chance to be together. Sheâll become a brand new person when she leaves with me, and Iâll be the most important person in her life!
On the other hand, Yu Lingfeng was contemplating his friendâs words with furrowed brows. As much as he disliked Mo Jiangye, he knew his little sister cared a lot about him. Erasing the man from her memory seemed a tad cruel in his opinion.
Still, he had to admit that retaining the memory would have unwelcome repercussions.
âCanât we find another way to resolve this problem? How about trying to explain this matter to Xiao Ruo instead?â
âExplain? Whatâs there to explain?â Bo Jinyan objected. He knew that many thorny issues would surface as well if they were to reason with her. It would work against them and her in the long run.
The only way was to make her forget Mo Jiangye. This would be the most effective and efficient solution to all their concerns.
Furthermore, she would be spared from any suffering, so this was definitely the best way out!
The man concluded their discussion resolutely, âWeâll settle this then. Let me handle Xiao Ruoâs affairs. Iâll bring her back to Blue Tower safe and sound, and you can get to meet a brand new Ye Erruo.â
Then, Gu Feirou was seen emerging from the entrance slowly. âSo the two of you are here!â
âWhen did you get up and why are you wandering around?â Bo Jinyan chided her, looking displeased.
One of the male attendants following the princess quickly pulled out a stool for her to sit down.
âIâm not tired. Where is Ye Erruo?â
âWhat do you mean?â
âOne of her corneas has been removed for me, right? Where is she now?â
âWhy are you looking for her?â
Gu Feirou had a look of absolute hatred on her face as she answered, âTaking her cornea isnât enough. She has hurt me time and again so she has to pay double for her transgressions!â
Bo Jinyan took a deep breath before replying, âYouâll return to Blue Tower with your elder brother tomorrow.â
âNo, I wonât! I want Ye Erruo to pay...â The woman stopped short as she gazed straight into the manâs ominous glare.
âYe Erruo will follow you back to Blue Tower tomorrow.â
The woman let out a cry, âReally? Is that true?â
âGo back and rest now!â
A male attendant instantly helped the lady get on her feet. âPrincess, letâs go back to your room now.â
âThank you, brother.â With a satisfied smile, the woman finally left the room with her male pets in tow.
âWhere is she?â
âYoung Master, are you referring to Xiao Nuo?â the servant asked Bo Jinyan cautiously before adding, âShe is locked up in one of the rooms, but do not worry, Young Master. That room is far away from the princessâs room so Her Highness will not get to see her.â
The man got up from his seat. Unlike his usual self, he was strangely aloof and distant that day.
âWhat are you planning to do?â His friend hurried after him.
He did not reply as he entered Xiao Nuoâs room with an inscrutable face.
By the time he re-emerged from the room, his friend had an odd expression on his face as he waited outside the door.
âWhat did you do to her?â
âJust remember, Xiao Nuo will be Ye Erruo in the future. All you need to do is bring Gu Feirou and this woman back to Blue Tower tomorrow. If the Queen asks for me, you can tell her that Iâm attending to some business here for the time being and shall return to the country after I settle these affairs.â
His friend remained quiet when he added unexpectedly, âOh, one more thing. Bring Aby back with you tomorrow as well.â
âAby is still here?â Yu Lingfeng asked with a start.
His friendâs mouth twitched when he recalled the way that creature had threatened him with a hunger strike again in the past couple of months. The thing was, he had found out that the dog had been snacking behind his back while putting up a daily act of despondency and pitifulness. He knew because the smart-aleck had regained its former round size despite being on a hunger strike for two months. That fella should have looked scrawny by now if it had truly gone without food.