The poor little boy was targeted by the reborn paranoid CEO

Ten minutes later, Jiang Yanjing's hair became dry and smooth, and Ye Qingyan gently combed her hair neatly with her hands.

Jiang Yanjing looked at Ye Qingyan who was carefully combing her hair in her arms, her eyes became gentler and she seemed to cherish him extremely.

Suddenly asked: "Baby, what are you looking for in the Shen family?"

Ye Qingyan moved her hands. She and Jiang Yanjing told Jiang Yanjing about the abnormalities in the Shen family, but they didn't say anything about similar energy. They only said they were looking for something in the Shen family.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jiang Yanjing added, "Also, you said you found another way. What was it?"

Ye Qingyan put her arms around Jiang Yanjing's neck, her eyes slightly bent, and she showed a gentle smile.

She said: "The Shen family has energy similar to mine. If we find the source of the energy, we may find a way."

Jiang Yanjing stroked her hair and said slowly: "What's going on with Shen Feng? Ayan, won't you explain it to me?"

Ye Qingyan swallowed. Jiang Yanjing seemed gentle, but in fact he was very oppressive, making people unable to help but surrender.

He hid part of the situation and answered obediently: "Shen Feng is the person I'm looking for, but something went wrong in the process. Only by killing him can I get my memory back."

"You know, I can't do anything. I found that there is a force lingering around the Shen family. That force is very similar to my energy. It does not come from Shen Feng, so he does not have to die. He only needs to find the source of the Shen family's energy. "

"Is this really the case?" Jiang Yanjing asked quietly.

"Yeah." Ye Qingyan nodded to ensure the authenticity of her words.

"Why can memory be restored only by killing Shen Feng? Is the memory himself? Or is he a container for storing memories?"

Jiang Yanjing's repeated questions made it difficult for Ye Qingyan to give an answer, so he thought about the words again.

"I saved Shen Feng back then. Perhaps the energy sneaked into Shen Feng's body at that time and gradually merged with him. If I want to get the energy back, I can only kill him. But I found that the Shen family's main house has the same energy. It should be It is derived from the energy in Shen Feng's body, and the specific situation still needs to be explored."

Jiang Yanjing's eyes never left Ye Qingyan. After hearing her explanation, he asked again.

"Why does Shen Feng stay in the Shen family all the time? Is it just because of mental illness?"

What kind of mental illness can stay at home for more than ten years without being known to the outside world?

Whether it is unable or unwilling, the two answers are completely different in nature.

If he couldn't, it meant that he was imprisoned in the Shen family by some kind of force, and that lock could not be unlocked until a key figure appeared.

Jiang Yanjing is more inclined to this answer.

Because after Shen Feng met Ye Qingyan, he changed himself. He no longer committed suicide, and there were more smiles on his face. He was willing to talk to other members of the Shen family instead of living alone in a remote corner.

Are you bound here by some inexplicable power again?

"Because of that power, he can't leave here." Ye Qingyan answered truthfully.

"Ayan, you..."

Ye Qingyan hugged Jiang Yanjing tightly and said word by word: "It will be fine. I promised you that no matter what happens, I will never leave you."

Jiang Yanjing put his arms around her and rested his head on her neck, feeling aggrieved like a pitiful puppy.

"Ayan, I don't know why, but I feel very panicked, as if something big is going to happen."

Ye Qingyan broke free from the restraints, hooked her arms around Jiang Yanjing's neck, and said in a seductive voice: "Of course it's a big event. Let's have a wedding to make up for the regrets in reality."

Jiang Yanjing looked stunned for a moment, and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

He asked in disbelief: "Ayan, what did you say?"

Ye Qingyan kissed his cheek gently and said in a lingering voice: "Jiang Yanjing, let's get married. I don't know what the future will bring. I just want to cherish the present and make up for the regrets of the past. We have missed too much."

Jiang Yanjing's heart was in confusion and he pushed Ye Qingyan away.

Marriage, these two words surrounded his mind like a spell, making him breathless.

"Ayan, I'm sorry, I..."

There was a voice inside telling him that he couldn't get married and they couldn't be together.

Jiang Yanjing didn't know the reason. Every time he thought about marriage, he felt suffocated, as if someone had cast a spell on his heart. Those two words had become a taboo for him.

Ye Qingyan saw something was wrong with him and quickly checked on his condition, "Jiang Yanjing, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know. I feel bad every time I mention this. It hurts here." Jiang Yanjing pointed at his heart, which was so painful that it was suffocating.

His face was pale and weak, and his brows were furrowed tightly, as if his soul had been taken away, and he was in a state of despair.

Ye Qingyan hugged him tightly, she probably guessed it.

When she and Jiang Yanjing discussed marriage before, he had been avoiding it. They knew that there was not much time, so they still did not mention marriage.

"I'm sorry." Ye Qingyan said softly.

Jiang Yanjing's eyes turned reddish, and his voice became hoarse: "Ayan, I also want to make up for my regrets, but I don't know why I feel so bad every time I mention this matter."

"I'm sorry." Ye Qingyan apologized again.

"Ayan, it's my fault. Don't do this. It's my fault. I..." Jiang Yanjing was at a loss and reached out to wipe the tears on her face.

Tears also flowed from his eyes, and a drop fell on his clothes, showing traces.

Ye Qingyan held his head and kissed his cheek gently, with endless love and distress in his eyes.

She understood Jiang Yanjing's concerns, because getting married was their way home.

It can not only make up for their regrets, but also allow Mu Xiao and the others to leave safely. For her, this is already a gift from the world's consciousness.

She smiled and said, "When we return to Pei's house, we can hold a wedding with my sister, okay?"

Jiang Yanjing stared into her eyes, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, and asked softly: "Ayan, is this what you thought of?"

"Yes." Ye Qingyan accepted it calmly and did not hide it from Jiang Yanjing.

A hand with clear bones held her, moist eyelashes covered the look under its eyes, and its slightly hoarse voice trembled: "Will you leave me?"

Ye Qingyan held his hand back and said in a soft voice: "No, Mu Yan and Ye Qingyan will not abandon Jiang Yanjing."

Jiang Yanjing held her carefully and said in a heavy nasal voice, "Ayan, don't lie to me."

The two hugged each other for a long time before letting go.

Ye Qingyan's eyes were slightly red, her cheeks were flushed, and the tears at the corners of her eyes were not yet dry.

Jiang Yanjing kissed her eyes and said, "Ayan, don't cry again."

He didn't like to see Ye Qingyan cry, but every time he made Ye Qingyan cry because of himself, Jiang Yanjing felt very sad.

"Okay." Ye Qingyan responded.

She wiped her eyes and forced a smile, "Then what I just said, we can discuss it with them when we get back to Pei's house, okay?"

Jiang Yanjing suppressed the strange look in his eyes and replied in a low voice: "Okay, I will listen to Ayan."