"Everyone?"
Jiang Lin looked at the crowd, and for a moment, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered...
Jiang Lin felt as if he were a little lamb that had accidentally wandered into a pack of wolves...
"Young Master Jiang." Lin Qingwan spoke first, her voice gentle and warm. "Have you really forgotten all your memories from before?"
"Ah... To be honest, that is indeed the case..."
Still unaware of what had happened, Jiang Lin continued his performance, bringing all the skill of his lifetime into play.
"I really can't remember anything from before. I only have a vague impression, but no matter how hard I try, I can't recall it."
"You can't recall anything?" Jiang Yuni, dressed in black, narrowed her eyes at Jiang Lin. "Young Master, you truly can't remember anything?"
"Yes."
For some reason, Jiang Lin felt rather flustered under her gaze...
But as long as he remained calm enough, disaster would always be one step behind him.
"I see..." Mo Ye also let out a cold laugh. "In other words, Young Master really doesn't know us anymore?"
"Do you ladies know about my past? If possible, please tell me a thing or two in the future." Jiang Lin's acting grew even more convincing. The longing for his memories in his eyes, and the confusion brought by his present amnesia, were both performed to perfection.
"Of course." Wu Su Su rose gracefully, walked up before Jiang Lin, and picked up a wine cup. "I will toast you, Young Master."
"Oh, all right." Jiang Lin raised his cup.
But the instant Jiang Lin lifted his wine cup, Wu Su Su seized his arm and pulled him forward, rising onto her toes.
Before anyone could react, Jiang Lin's lips were blocked, and his eyes flew wide open.
Jiang Lin