Memories About to Return

Shen Qi grabbed his wrist. "Young Master, you've only temporarily lost your memories, so you can't remember what happened before. I don't blame you, but being with Lu Zhi isn't a wise choice. I'm only trying to keep you from going astray."

Shen Ranxin's legs had already gone weak, yet he had been forced to stand straight while confronting Shen Qi. He was truly tired now, so he simply leaned back lightly and swept Shen Qi a blank look.

"I don't believe anyone."

Shen Ranxin lowered his cold gaze. Even covered in suggestive marks, he stood there like a clear, chilly moon.

"But I trust my own instincts. Right now, my feelings are telling me that I like Lu Zhi."

Shen Qi's expression darkened. In a hoarse voice, he said, "As Shen Ziqing's son, you're innocent enough to be surprising, Young Master. I thought that after going through that kind of thing, you should have gained at least a basic understanding of such illusory feelings. That is—"

He bent down, bracing one hand beside Shen Ranxin's face. His voice was rough from being lowered, laced with contempt and disdain.

"In this world, no one will give up everything just because of the word 'love.' In the adult world, there is only weighing gains against losses."

Shen Ranxin frowned slightly. Before he could speak, he heard Lu Zhi's footsteps coming up the stairs.

Shen Qi straightened and murmured into his ear, "Once your memories return, you'll know that everything I said was for your own good. Did the people from the Anomaly Management Center tell you that they had no way to interfere with your memories through external means?"

Shen Ranxin looked up. "What do you mean?"

"Since your memories were deliberately obstructed and altered, they can naturally be corrected by