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Part Two: Eastland Sugar Chapter 237: Memory Loss of Dong Ya

    

to the elevator. 。"Go to your place" Shu Tinglan asked belatedly. 。"Well"It seemed like since they had met, Zhuo YUAN'an would just show up at her house uninvited to stay overnight. She had never been...Her eyes and nose were still red, but her little mouth chattered away incessantly, not giving Gu Ruandong a chance to get a word in edgewise.

Gu Ruandong gave her a serious look, then suddenly smiled and said, "Finished"

Lu Yaoyao shut up.

Gu Ruandong: "Watching the video doesn't show whether we were loving in the past, so I'll give you another way. Experience it yourself. Is it to show affection and build a persona, or is it really real"

He leaned in and pulled her close, kissing her without hesitation.

Tossed and turned, languishing.

Two people sat facing each other, separated by his desk. Lu Yaoyao's head was held against her, but her body remained seated in the chair on this side, resulting in an awkward posture. Her hands lacked support and could only rest on the edge of the table, her neck extended unnaturally.

She choked back a sob, wanting to refuse but knowing it was futile.

Of course, there was a desk between them, Gu Ruandong wasn't very convenient either. He didn't know how strong his arm was. His hands that were originally holding her head moved down to her armpits. With a slight lift and then a hug, Lu Yaoyao hadn't reacted yet, and she was already firmly seated on the desk on his side, held tightly in his arms, with kisses raining down on her.

Gradually, Lu Yaoyao only felt her face numb, her brain like it was deprived of oxygen. She urgently needed fresh air to breathe, and she pushed him away hard.

Gu Ruandong was a little out of control. After being pushed away, he braced his hands on either side of her, looked down at her, breathing heavily, needing oxygen.

After a while, things calmed down.

He whispered, "Is this all an act now too"

She just wouldn't admit it: "This is a normal human reaction."

Gu Ruandong was exasperated, "If you kissed just any man on the street, would you react this way"

She looked up and smiled: "Are you just some random man off the street You're my legal husband!"

Gu Ruandong almost choked, "Well, you also know that we are a legal couple. So think about it, why did you marry me Wasn't it because of love"

"That's not something I can say for sure. I think a family alliance would be more suitable to our status."

That tough-talking act is so infuriating!

Gu Ruandong missed his wife a little, the one who would cling to him all day long, acting cute and being obedient. He felt the urge to return to his home in Senzhou immediately.

Whether or not she loves him can wait, forcing it won't work. The previous confidence is gone, all I hope for now is that after she recovers her memory, everything will return to normal.

He was a man of action, and immediately asked Xiao Cai to apply for the flight route for him. The next day, he returned to Shenzhou with his wife, children, and nanny on a private plane.

As for returning to the Sanzhou, Lu Yaoyao didn't cause any trouble and cooperated with him. She knew that his career and her own were both in Sanzhou, and it wouldn't be convenient to live in Beijing for the long term.

Of course, Gu Ruandong went back not only to help her recover her memory as soon as possible, but also because he was busy with work. The Senbing Group in Senzhou was entering the final stage of completion, and it would be best for him to go there in person. Zhao Tingxing had been very quiet recently, with no movement at all, which surprised him. However, having some twists and turns made him feel more at ease, otherwise, being too smooth would be prone to mistakes.

Upon returning to No. 1 Huating Villa, I took YaoYao on a brief tour out of concern that she might not adjust well right away.

While touring, I also silently observed her expressions, watching what she reacted to. As a result, she remained calm throughout the entire visit, just like when visiting someone else's home.

He was probably the person she knew best, yet he couldn't even stir a flicker of memory in her. What hope did the environment have

"This is Gu Yujie's children's room."

"Oh."

"This is our bedroom."

As soon as she pushed open the door, her eyes were greeted by two wardrobes on either side, one hidden door leading to the bathroom beside them. Walking further in, was their actual bedroom where they slept. A large double bed sat right in the center, the bedding clearly chosen based on both hers and Gu Ruandong's preferences: warm tones were her taste, and pure colors his habit. Lu Yaoyao felt a blush creep up her face, looking away before quickly turning around.

Gu Ruandong caught her expression in that moment, the corner of his lips lifting slightly. It seemed she wasn't completely unaffected after all.

From yesterday's feeling of depression to now, I feel much better.

"You have a nap first this afternoon. I need to go back to the company to deal with work, and I'll pick you up for dinner tonight."

"Hmm."

He thought about it for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Maybe, you could come to the company with me"

"I'm not going, I'm too tired today." I was running around all morning.

After Gu Ruan Dong left, she returned to the bedroom and tossed and turned alone on the large double bed. She sniffed this way and that, the bed held the scent of two people. Actually, the body wash and laundry detergent they used were the same every day, so their scents were almost identical. But she could smell the subtle difference, probably the natural difference between men and women. The fusion of these two subtle aromas made her heart beat faster.

After a while of daydreaming, I fell asleep unconsciously.

This nap was unusually long. When he opened his eyes again, the sky outside was already dark, and Gu Ruan Dong's car just drove in from a distance and stopped in the courtyard.

After he got out of the car, the first thing he did was look up at where their room was. Lu YaoYao, who was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, hurriedly dodged to the side.

While he was going upstairs, she went to the dressing room to pick out an outfit. She had agreed to go out to dinner with him, of course she wanted to dress up a little.

When Gu Ruandong pushed open the door, she was fastening the ties at the back of her dress. She had fallen in love with it at first sight. The fabric was light and airy, with slightly puffed sleeves on either side. The entire back was designed with ties, revealing her smooth, porcelain-like back.

She only needed to raise her arms slightly and they would spread like wings ready for flight; but when she lowered them, she resembled a docile little bird held tightly in captivity, waiting for its master to set it free.

When Gu Ruandong entered, she was like a bird with its wings bound, standing in front of the mirror, struggling to adjust the ropes tied behind her back.

"Come here and help me." Seeing him, she saw her savior.

Gu Ruandong looked over, wanting to help, but not in the way of tying her up, but rescuing her, tearing off all the shackles on her body, giving her freedom and... well, actually, he just couldn't stand seeing her wear a backless dress.

He helped her from behind, she lifted her hair with both hands so he could fasten the straps. As a result, seeing him move in the mirror from behind, her clothes loosened instantly, nearly slipping from her chest.

She hurriedly let down her hair, crossed her arms and turned to glare at him angrily: "What are you doing"

He remained impassive: "Change it."

As he said this, his gaze dropped to her hands.

She clutched her hands together tightly: "I'm going to wear this, you're not helping me, I'll do it myself, out, out!"

Gu Ruandong had learned his lesson about her rebellious streak and didn't dare to challenge her. If she wanted to wear it, let her wear it. What else could he do

He lowered his voice, pulling her in front of him and facing away from him. He carefully helped her tie it.of thought was always different from others. After hearing his sincere words, she thought of something else and asked in a low voice, "Past events What past events are you talking about You sound like...