Chapter 706: Book a plane ticket for 705

“D Country

In the presidential suite of a hotel not far from the hospital, the atmosphere was somewhat frigid.

Cheng Jia looked at the man sitting on the sofa with aggrieved eyes. From beginning to end, he had remained indifferent to her ‘performance’.

Although his body hadn’t fully recovered, and he was considerably thinner because of his illness.

Yet he still looked handsome, sexy, and irresistibly charming.

For her, his charm was always fatally attractive.

She had been by his side for more than 20 days.

She had taken meticulous care of him for more than 20 days.

She was still accompanying him as his fiancée.

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But he treated her as if she was invisible, and his eyes were cold and icy towards her.

Completely lacking the tenderness and deep affection he used to show towards Wen Ran.

She reminded herself that it was because he had lost his memory.

That’s why he was so cold, she needed to be patient and move him with her love.

She pursed her lips tightly.

She calmed her inward turmoil, and a radiant smile resurfaced on her immaculately made-up face.

Gently pulling at her skirt, she attempted to sit down in front of him.

She softly uttered, “Mo Xiuchen, the weather is lovely today. Shall we go take our wedding photos?”

“Sit across.”

Cheng Jia hadn’t sat down yet when Mo Xiuchen suddenly spoke. His tone was low and contained a hint of unyielding coldness.

Cheng Jia stopped in her tracks.

When met with Mo Xiuchen’s indifferent gaze, she trembled inwardly.

Resigned, she pouted and unwillingly took a seat on the opposite sofa.

“Mo Xiuchen, then today…”

“I’m busy today, if you want to take photos, go do it yourself.”

Mo Xiuchen’s cold eyes quickly swept over her when she tried to sit next to him.

Then, his gaze returned to the laptop screen.

His slender, fair fingers jumped agilely on the keyboard. The aura surrounding him was noble and sacred, inviolable.

Cheng Jia was once again completely captivated.

If there was anything that brought her joy these days.

It would be the fact that she could be by this man’s side every day. Despite his cold indifference towards her, at least he hadn’t kicked her out.

“Book a ticket back home for the day after tomorrow.”

While Cheng Jia lost in her thoughts, Mo Xiuchen’s voice suddenly sounded again.

She blankly blinked her eyes, not catching what he had said. She asked in disbelief, “Mo Xiuchen, what did you just say?”

Mo Xiuchen looked up, his gaze swept over her pretty face, and a trace of annoyance flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He didn’t understand why the old man had said he used to love this Cheng Jia a lot.

He also said that Cheng Jia had saved him once, that she was his savior. Yet, these past days, he had felt nothing for her.

He had lost his memory and had no knowledge of the past.

But being naturally smart, even though he had lost his memory, he quickly got a handle on company affairs.

Now in D country, he managed to control the company’s operations very well.

It must be said that the best decision Mo Jingteng ever made in his life was to hand over the company to Mo Xiuchen.

Although he left for some time, Mo Jingteng took the opportunity to snatch him back when he lost his memory.

When Mo Xiuchen returned to the company, the situation changed immediately.

Those companies that had been eyeing MS Group greedily and trying to get a share of the spoils during Mo Zixuan’s term in office no longer dared to do so.

Even Hao Chen, who was recently in competition with them, had toned down considerably.

Mo Xiuchen’s sharp eyes lingered on Cheng Jia’s pretty face.

As if thinking of something, he suddenly asked out of the blue, “Did we have a good relationship in the past?”

The perplexity on Cheng Jia’s face was replaced with astonishment.

She looked at Mo Xiuchen in surprise before breaking out into a flirtatious smile.

She nodded vigorously, “Yes, Mo Xiuchen, have you remembered something?”

She seemed very excited.

It was as if, if he remembered something, he wouldn’t treat her with such cold indifference as he was now.

Mo Xiuchen frowned, his expression still as aloof as ice: “No, book a ticket for the day after tomorrow to go home.”

After saying that, he closed his laptop and got up to leave.

This time, Cheng Jia clearly heard what he said. She exclaimed with widened eyes, “Mo Xiuchen, you want to go home? Your body hasn’t fully recovered yet, you need to recuperate some more.”

As she spoke, she stood up seeing Mo Xiuchen walk towards the door. She nervously asked, “Mo Xiuchen, where are you going?”

Mo Xiuchen turned his head and shot her a look as cold as a severe winter: “I’m going out for a walk. Don’t follow me.”

“Mo Xiuchen…”

Cheng Jia stood in the room, watching Mo Xiuchen close the door and leave. She tightly pursed her lips with her eyes filled with disappointment and pain.

He ordered her not to follow him, so she dare not do it.

Although Mo Xiuchen had lost his memory, his demeanor had not changed.

His memory loss seemed to have taken away his warmth towards Wen Ran and reverted him to his initially aloof and arrogant self.

Walking out of the hotel, Mo Xiuchen aimlessly roamed the streets of D country alone.

The afternoon sun had hidden behind the clouds, a cool breeze carrying floral scents swept across. People passed on the streets, sometimes a few glances from the opposite sex fell on him.

Mo Xiuchen walked aimlessly.

A part of his heart felt empty without any memory.

In the middle of the night, he would often feel sentimental, feeling as if he had lost the most precious thing.

His gaze fell on a young couple walking hand in hand in front of him.

However, another image flashed through his mind. It seemed like a scene from a dream somewhere.

Yet, it also felt like a relic from a past life, a memory so distant, yet palpable enough to make his heart race.

Similar to the scene in front of him, a man and woman, interlocking fingers, strolling through the streets of a foreign city.

That image flashed across his mind, leaving him with an indescribable throbbing sensation in his heart.

His tall figure stood on the street.

A hint of perplexity unconsciously crept onto his chiseled face.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes tightly. There was a strong urge in his heart to grasp that fleeting image that had passed through his mind.

However, as he tried to recall with his eyes closed, his mind was blank, unable to remember anything.

His phone abruptly rang, breaking his thoughts. He opened his eyes, his profound gaze was filled with icy desolation.

Weary, he pursed his lips before taking out his phone. He frowned when he saw the caller.

“What?”

“Mo Xiuchen, I just called the doctor who said you can’t go back to the country yet.”

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Since Mo Xiuchen wanted her to book a ticket home, she naturally objected.

Her plan was to take wedding photos with Mo Xiuchen abroad, ideally becoming his woman, then they would return to the country together.

Until she had him, she wouldn’t be at ease.

Although Mo Xiuchen had forgotten about Wen Ran, he also showed no warmth towards her.

She had been by his side for over twenty days as his fiancee, but they hadn’t had physical contact, not even in bed.

Whenever she tried to get close to him, Mo Xiuchen would either find an excuse to avoid her or directly tell her to stay away from him.

Just now, he asked that strange question and mentioned going back home.

Cheng Jia’s heart immediately tightened, her only thought was to stop Mo Xiuchen from returning home.

“Who asked you to ask him?”

Mo Xiuchen’s tone was displeased. He was well aware of his own body condition.