Li Mo glanced at them with cold eyes, and his strange eyes made everyone's hearts sink to the bottom.

Mrs. Jiang felt dizzy in front of her eyes and couldn't stand the blow, "Ahan, do you really don't know us anymore? I'm your grandmother."

She pointed at Jiang Hai and others, and said in a choked voice, "This is your uncle, aunt, and your father, you can take a good look."

The strange eyes looked around everyone, without any warmth. Li Mohan moved away from his gaze, got out of bed, and was about to walk out barefoot.

Everyone subconsciously moved aside. Jiang Hai frowned and asked in a warm voice, "Ahan, where are you going?"

Li Mohan ignored him and took very fast steps.

Wei Bei and others did not dare to delay and followed him immediately.

Walking into the room and coming out again, one after another.

After going around, the last group of people followed Li Mohan to the living room.

"Master, what are you looking for? I'll help you find it together." Wei Xi plucked up the courage to block Li Mohan and asked in a soft voice.

Li Mohan stared at him in a gaze. After a while, he seemed to notice that he had no malice. A low and hoarse voice overflowed from his lips, "Baby."

Wei Xi was puzzled, and the doubt in his eyes added a layer of extra layer of doubt, "Hmm?"

"Baby, mine." Li Mohan frowned and repeated stubbornly.

This time, everyone heard it clearly, but most people were still confused.

Baby?

What's the meaning?

The only people who know about it are Wei Bei who often follows Li Mohan, and Jiang Yisheng who lives in Moyuan.

Jiang Yisheng looked at him worriedly, "Cousin, are you looking for Jiuliang?"

Li Mohan ignored him, lost his patience, turned around and walked upstairs, "Baby, mine."

"Come on." Old Mrs. Jiang was anxious to follow him and staggered. Fortunately, Jiang Hai was holding him beside her, otherwise she would have fallen.

"Mom, please slow down."

"Are there any photos of your wife?" Wei Bei suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Jiang Yisheng.

"I'll get it."

Understanding his meaning, Jiang Yisheng hurriedly ran to Li Mohan's bedroom.

In such a huge house, everyone was shuttled through the stairwell.

Following Li Mohan into one of the rooms, the room full of motorcycle figure models broke into sight, and Weiya and others were surprised.

Apparently, it was their first time entering the room.

Li Mohan stopped and reached out to touch the motorcycle figure model placed on the cabinet. The empty position in his heart was filled with some empty space.

His frowning brows gradually stretched, Li Mohan touched the motorcycle figure model and murmured to himself, "Baby."

Seeing this, everyone suddenly realized that Ye Jiuliang likes to ride motorcycles the most, which is well known. These motorcycle figures should also be Ye Jiuliang's.

Wei Xi walked to him, trying to use Ye Jiuliang to attract Li Mohan's attention, "Master, these are all from the wife, you bought them for the wife."

Before he finished speaking, a fierce look shot at him, and Li Mohan emphasized, "Baby, mine."

“…”

Wei Xi swallowed, unable to resist the cruelty in his eyes, so he took a step back.

These things were originally from the wife, and he said nothing wrong.

The master who lost his memory is even more terrifying than before.

Could it be that the "baby" he mentioned does not refer to Ye Jiuliang, but to these motorcycle figures?

Just when everyone was at a loss, Jiang Yisheng ran in with a photo frame.

"Cousin, look at this." Jiang Yisheng stopped in front of Li Mohan and handed him the photo frame in his hand.

"You Jiuliang, look."

Li Mohan lowered his eyes and looked at the photo frame he handed over. His dark eyes reflected the photos inside. It was a young man and woman.

On the ice rink, the woman fell on the man's body with a smile, and a light gray scarf wrapped around the necks of the two.

"Master, look at the person in the photo. "Wei Bei brought a mirror so that he could see clearly by himself.

Li Mohan looked at the photo and then looked at the mirror. The person in the photo was indeed himself.

"Cousin, do you really don't remember Jiuliang?" Jiang Yisheng pointed to Ye Jiuliang in the photo and said.

"This is your favorite person, Ye Jiuliang, your wolf cub."

In the last sentence, he slowed down his speech and said word by word.

This nickname was also something he heard by chance, otherwise he would be as confused as everyone else.

Li Mohan glanced at him, returned the photo frame to him, and turned to look at the motorcycle figure model placed on the cabinet.

Jiang Yisheng was dumbfounded.

My cousin really forgot all of them, even Jiuliang forgot.

"Ahan, look at us, do you really don't remember us?" Old Mrs. Jiang walked to him and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"Did you forget Xiaojiu too?"

Listening to the crying in his ears, Li Mohan looked at her side, and the old lady's red eyes were filled with care and worry.

Unable to understand the old lady's sadness, Li Mohan looked at her expressionlessly, his indifferent eyes were still so strange.

"Weinan, what's going on?" Wei Xi was so anxious that he looked at Wei Nan and asked.

If the lady came back, she knew that the master had lost her memory, she would definitely not be able to withstand this blow.

Wei Nan had a gloomy face, "It should be the silver needle that worked."

If he was right, the poisonous silver needle pierced into his master's arm, and the toxins melted into his blood. It was probably because of this that the amnesia was caused.

He had tested the silver needle, and no toxins attached to it, and it should have been melted into the master's blood.

When Via heard his words, she asked anxiously, "What should I do?"

Ah's memory is not a joke. Xiaojiu will be back soon. If he knew about this, he would definitely be very sad.

"I have no choice for the time being." Wei Nan sighed, helpless, and more annoyed.

For the sake of the current plan, I can only wait for my wife to come back to see if she has any solutions.

It’s just that it’s hard to say that I want to cure my amnesia.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Li Mohan’s back with a little more complicated and sadness.

The sofa was filled with people, no longer the bustle of the past, and a little more lonely.

He was wary of everyone and let everyone talk nonsense, Li Mohan refused to let Wei Nan check him in close proximity.

"Master, look at this, your proposal ring." Wei Bei brought the ring that he had just sent this morning and handed it to Li Mohan.

Li Mohan glanced at him indifferently, feeling uninterested.

Wei Bei was frustrated and closed the ring box.

Oops, this won't attract the master's attention.

"Why don't everyone have a meal first? I'll go and heat up the food?" Viya stood up and said in a warm voice.

It’s not a solution to sit here, so it’s better to fill your stomach and make plans.

Jiang Hai agreed and advised, "Mom, let's have a meal first."

Mrs. Jiang said nothing and turned her face to look at Li Mohan, "Ahan, what do you want to eat, grandma will make some for you."

Li Mohan raised his eyes lightly and blurted out his mouth, "Spicy and sour noodles."

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Chapter completed!