"A vegetative person's mouth is so bitter."

After speaking, Quan Mo took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" An Ge glared at him, "What vegetative person, what has been sleeping on your bed for three years?" ”

Suddenly, An Ge forgot about being forcibly kissed by him.

She had more to know......

"The hospital is my investment, and the hospital beds naturally belong to me."

"That's not what I'm going to hear, what are you talking about in a vegetative state?"

"It looks like you've been asleep for three years, and your head is not clear."

"You name it!"

"You're not qualified enough for me to talk nonsense." Quan Mo took out his mobile phone, dialed a button, and his voice was cold and impatient, "Take the vegetative man down." ”

Soon, there were several more security guards in the study.

An Ge was dragged out by the security guard's arm, his head was like a mess of paste, and he didn't understand anything.

Isn't it 2010?

How did it become 2013? How did she end up here? What the hell is going on with all this...... Is she vegetative? Impossible, impossible......

An Ge was dragged to the door, and Quan Mo's voice was as cold as ice suddenly came from behind him, "Regarding the 300 million debt, I will give you two ways." ”

What 300 million debt? When did she go into debt again?

"First, enter the entertainment industry as a peripheral woman to pay off debts."

“……”

"Second, marry me."

“……”

As soon as the words fell, An Ge was dragged out of the study by the security guards, and the heavy door slammed shut behind her, making a dull sound......

——★——★——★——★——

In a small supermarket.

Ange squatted in front of a shelf, holding a frozen yogurt bottle in both hands, staring blankly at the date of manufacture on the yogurt bottle — December 2013.

All the goods in the supermarket, all the newspapers, all the dates are 2013......

In the middle of the night, tears fell from An Ge's eyes.

Drop by drop, dripping onto the yogurt bottle.

Blurred the factory date above.

Just a few days ago, the secretary of the man named Kwon Mo told her-

"Miss An, your father defrauded $300 million in a row, and committed suicide by setting fire to it after being exposed three years ago. You were in a vegetative state after being hit hard in that fire, and you were supposed to be trying to stop your father. These...... Don't you even remember? ”

She excitedly shouted at the secretary, "I don't believe it, I want to see my dad!" ”

"It's a pity, Miss An, both of your parents died in that fire, and Quan always looked at you pitifully so he kept you in the villa to take care of you." That's what Kwon Mo's secretary said.

Killed?

All died in the fire? How can it be.

Of course she didn't believe it.

She doesn't believe that her beloved dad would break the law.

She ran out, she ran to the police station, she ran to the courthouse, she pulled out all the social newspapers from the thrift yard from three years ago......

But the reality is as cold as Quan Mo's eyes.

It's been three years, and she's not 20 years old, but 23 years old, and her parents ...... All died.

She has no parents anymore and no more.

She was so traumatized that she couldn't remember the fire, but she clearly remembered the scene of the family of three living happily together, and she remembered that her father said that he was going to take her fishing, how could it be...... How so......

Why did she wake up with nothing?

What about her mom and dad? What about her home?

Why are they gone......

"Kick-kick-"

The sound of steady footsteps slowly and methodically moves from far to near.

A group of bodyguards silently cleared the customers and salespeople in the supermarket, and Quan Mo walked in with a pace.