A blood-red glow flashed across his eyes.

Before Xia Chuwei could speak, she saw a sharp cold light flash from the corner of her eye.

Xia Chuwei's pupils shrank, and as soon as she said the word "be careful", the cold light flew towards Zhan Qinghong!

Zhan Qinghong's eyes changed slightly, and he instinctively took a few steps back and dodged sideways.

My arms went cold, and the blood stained the white shirt red.

Zhan Qinghong's reaction was already very fast, but he was still injured.

"Zhan Qinghong!" Xia Chuwei's face turned pale and she was about to check the situation.

However, her wrist was held tightly.

At the same time, the man's cold and sinister voice sounded from above his head.

"Xia Chuwei, do you dare to go over and try?"

Xia Chuwei raised her head blankly and met a pair of scarlet eyes.

Xia Chuwei's heart trembled, and her hands and feet felt inexplicably cold.

The man's handsome face seemed to be covered by frost, and there was a black murderous aura lingering around him, which made people feel frightened.

Strange, yet extremely familiar.

Blood dripped down Zhan Qinghong's arm, and Zhan Qinghong frowned and took a look.

This is the Huo Yunting who Chu Wei said was so weak because of being seriously injured?

Zhan Qinghong's eyes flashed across Huo Yunting's face.

Fortunately, he was very good at hiding quickly enough, otherwise, this hand would have been lost.

Huo Yunting didn't even look at Zhan Qinghong. He held Xia Chuwei's hand expressionlessly and strode out.

"Huo Yunting." A woman's voice came from behind, "Have you...remembered?"

Huo Yunting's steps suddenly stopped and he lowered his eyes to look at the woman.

Xia Chuwei's heart was shocked when she met the man's possessive gaze.

The man's eyes were exactly the same as before he lost his memory.

Is this the kind of look someone would have if he lost his memory?

"No." The blood in Huo Yunting's eyes gradually faded, replaced by something as cold as cold water.

He gradually regained his composure.

"No?" Xia Chuwei looked at him intently, "If not, then why did you attack Zhan Qinghong without even asking?"

"Don't you remember what he just said?" Huo Yunting's voice was filled with suppressed coldness, "Should I still be nice to a person who sows dissension?"

"What he said is the truth, but you...you clearly don't remember him, why are you so prejudiced against him?" Xia Chuwei looked at the man's perfect and handsome silhouette and said coldly: "Also, our relationship

It will end sooner or later, you said this yourself. In this case, what Zhan Qinghong said is sowing discord?"

Xia Chuwei wanted to say "divorce", but as she was about to speak, she suddenly remembered that he could no longer be stimulated, so she changed her mind.

Although Huo Yunting might not have lost her memory, she unconsciously left some leeway.

"Xia Chuwei, our marriage is still there, and you are still my wife."

Huo Yunting's hand tightened unconsciously, and his voice was cold.

"As long as you are my woman, I will not allow you to mess around with women outside!"

"I have explained to you many times that he and I are just ordinary friends."

Xia Chuwei's wrist hurt from his pinching.

She endured the pain and said: "There are some words that I don't want to repeat again... Huo Yunting, let go!"

Huo Yunting did not let go, but squeezed tighter and tighter.


Chapter completed!