"Mrs. Huo?"

Xia Chuwei turned her head and found a blond, blue-eyed foreign man standing behind her.

Seeing this man, Xia Chuwei was stunned for a few seconds, and soon remembered who this foreign man was.

"Mr. Harry?"

The Harry in front of him is one of Huo Yunting's partners.

Some time ago, she met Huo Yunting when she accompanied him to sign a contract.

Xia Chuwei stretched out her hand politely, "Mr. Harry, nice to meet you."

Harry took her hand, kissed the back of Xia Chuwei's hand, and gave her a kiss on the hand.

"Mrs. Huo, I'm glad to see you again."

Xia Chuwei had lived abroad and knew clearly that this was just a kind of etiquette. There was no panic on her face and she remained calm and elegant.

Just as he was about to chat with Harry, a dull sound suddenly came.

Immediately afterwards, there was Harry's painful cry.

"ah!"

Xia Chuwei stayed for a few seconds, then raised her head.

A tall and tall man stood behind Harry at some point. His handsome and delicate face looked cold, his dark pupils were filled with cold air, and there seemed to be murderous intent passing through his eyes.

At this moment, the dinner plate in his hand hit Harry's head hard.

I don't know how much force was used, but Harry was hit with a bloody head.

The sudden sound attracted the attention of everyone at the banquet, and everyone looked this way.

"Huo Yunting..." Xia Chuwei also looked at him blankly, her pupils flickering slightly.

Seeing the shock and uneasiness in the woman's eyes, Huo Yunting's pupils dimmed and he instantly restrained all his anger.

His expression became calm again, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

"..."

There is absolutely no sincerity in this explanation.

Who can hit someone's head with a slip of hand and bleed?

But Huo Yunting's status is here. If he says his hands are slippery, he means his hands are slippery.

Some people responded, "Ah haha, the dinner plate may be too slippery. Mr. Huo didn't hold it firmly for a while."

"That's right, that's right, it's just that I'm not sure."

"Mr. Harry, you should be more careful next time. When someone is having trouble holding the dinner plate, you should get out of the way in time."

Everyone was talking to each other, making Xia Chuwei extremely embarrassed.

Even with everyone's rescue, Xia Chuwei still noticed something was wrong.

He glanced at Harry, who was covering his head and falling to the ground, and then at Huo Yunting, who had an indifferent expression.

Xia Chuwei walked up to the man and said, "Let's go back."

Huo Yunting was silent for a moment, "Okay."

...

Because they hadn't had dinner yet, Huo Yunting didn't take her home directly, but took her to a restaurant she frequented.

Looking at Huo Yunting, who was ordering food with a dull expression, a look of worry flashed across Xia Chuwei's eyes.

"Huo Yunting." She said, "I have contacted the hypnotist for you. Let's go there tomorrow."

Huo Yunting was looking through the menu, and he paused when he heard this.

He slowly looked at Xia Chuwei, his dark eyes dark and gloomy.

"You really want me to remember that?"

Xia Chuwei's eyes flickered a little, "I just think..."

"Are you starting to dislike me again?"

"No, I just..."

It's not that she doesn't like him now, but he seems to be very irritable recently, and she is very worried.

Moreover, Huo Yunting seems to be suffering from depression...

Can memory loss cure depression?

Through this period of observation, Xia Chuwei felt that it was negative.

"Then why do you have to let me remember it?" Huo Yunting's voice was as cold as ice, "Xia Chuwei, what exactly should I do to make you satisfied?"
Chapter completed!