Mo Xiuran's hands seemed to have a trace of residual warmth, as well as the faint fragrance on the woman's body.

The woman who used to hold his arm and smile at him was now so reluctant to hug him, thinking of this, Mo Xiuran's eyes crossed a trace of gloom.

"The old man has a romantic life, and I am just his most inconspicuous illegitimate son, since I used means to take over the position of president of Xingyu Company, I don't know how many people want to pull me off the horse, and Qian Cangli has a mysterious special forces that took over from the old man's hands, codenamed "Blade", if they know about your existence, they will inevitably be affected by me. ”

Thinking of his half-brother Qiancangli in his previous life, Mo Xiuran's eyes couldn't help but sink slightly, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

If he was alone, he wouldn't be worried, but what he was most worried about was being known by Qian Cangli about her place in his heart.

According to his understanding of Qian Cangli, if he knew that his weakness was her, Qian Cangli would definitely take her life at all costs and use this most cruel method to hit him.

Later, Qian Cangli really knew about her existence, but at that time, Qian Cangli was obviously not sure of her status in his heart.

Therefore, he acted in a play, changing different women every day, and gradually alienated her, and Qian Cangli was really fooled, thinking that she was just one of his many women.

Later, under his precise layout, Qian Cangli died in an "accident" when he went to the United States, and the "sharp blade" in his hand naturally fell into his hands.

After eliminating the enemy, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and drove non-stop to find her, but received the news of her death halfway through.

He drove through one red light after another, and several police cars honked their horns behind him and chased after him.

The moment he saw her lying on the hospital bed with a cold body and a bloodless face, he only felt as if his whole heart had stopped beating.

An indescribable pain swept through the whole body in an instant.

The police chased him into the hospital, and after his assistant told him his identity, he naturally didn't dare to go up and arrest him, but just walked out of the ward with a smile.

At that time, he only felt that even breathing was painful, and he couldn't hear any sound, and the whole person felt like he was dead.

A few days later, Ji Qingchi came to the door and punched him like a walking corpse with punches and punches, and his merciless fighting style was obviously ruthless.

He didn't fight back, and even thought that it would be better to die like this, and he was seriously injured and dying, and was sent to the hospital overnight by his men.

At that time, he had long lost the desire to survive.

After waking up again, he was no longer him, but Mo Xiuran, the prince of Ziyao Kingdom, who had forgotten everything in his previous life, including her.

He only remembered what happened in this life, from Mo Xiuran's childhood to his youth, and then to becoming the emperor of this Ziyao Kingdom, he remembered everything Mo Xiuran had since he was a child.

I remember that when he was young, Tianyin once said eight words to him, and at that time he teased that his words were like Zen machines like old monks.

"The soul returns, and the previous life is not remembered. ”

At that time, he repeatedly recited the eight words said by Jing Tianyin in his heart, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and didn't care, but he didn't expect that he didn't care for a while, and what he forgot was the most important woman in his life.