Mrs. Amnesia: The CEO chased her thousands of times

The next morning, inside the women's prison.

Jiang Yuman was assigned to clean up the kitchen waste. Working in pairs, they use a pole to carry the bucket onto a small cart, and then push the cart to the back door, where workers pour the water into the garbage truck.

Jiang Yuman and inmate "No. 35" cooperated to carry water, walking in tandem.

"You should walk faster. Why are you taking a walk?" Jiang Yuman's left foot was wrapped in gauze and put on sandals. She walked slowly and could not keep up with No. 35's speed. No. 35 followed. She cursed when she was in a group. Jiang Yuman didn't dare to say anything, so she had to endure it.

After placing the two buckets of water, the two pushed the cart toward the back door.

Suddenly, No. 35 shouted "Run!" and she pushed the cart forward and started running. Before Jiang Yuman could react, she stumbled and fell to the ground. The filled bucket scattered a lot of yellow dirt as it swayed, and by chance it landed on the back of Jiang Yuman's gauze-wrapped right hand and on her head.

"Hahaha!" No. 35 laughed heartlessly. Jiang Yuman's embarrassment made the boring prison a joke. Several other inmates looked over and laughed. The laughter attracted the prison guards who were supervising them.

"What are you guys doing!" The prison guard came over and asked sternly.

"Report, No. 98 fell down." No. 35 said while holding back a laugh.

Jiang Yuman got up from the ground. Her hair, collar, and right hand were all covered with smelly yellow water. The prison guard frowned and looked at her with disgust, "Go back and clean it up quickly!"

Jiang Yuman lowered his head and limped towards the dormitory. The bathroom was not open at this time, so she had to wait until eight o'clock in the evening to wash her hair and take a shower. She pulled out a large piece of roll paper and sat on her bed to wipe her hair, crying while wiping it.

What sin did you do in your previous life, and you will suffer these sins in this life!

"No. 98, someone is visiting!" the prison guard shouted loudly standing at the door of the dormitory.

Jiang Yuman came to the visiting room with greasy and smelly hair. She was so nervous that her breathing was disordered. She really didn't want to see He Jianyan with such an embarrassed face. That gentleman, handsome, elegant man, that man who shined like a beam of light into her gloomy life - except for him, no one would visit her anymore.

She lowered her head, followed the prison guard, sat down, picked up the phone, and did not dare to look at the other side.

"Xiaoyu." It was a gentle, familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

She raised her eyes - her eyes full of shock - to look at Xia Anyu on the other side of the glass wall. This man in a suit and ties is still so handsome and good-looking, but his eyes are red, and there are two dark circles under his eyelids.

"What are you doing here?" His tone was harsh.

"I have nothing to tell you!" Her face darkened. As soon as she saw this man, her heart was in chaos. All the feelings of not being trusted, not being protected, being wronged, and being persecuted three years ago emerged. She clutched her chest and gasped for air. If Xia Anyu chose to abandon her due to a misunderstanding, she still had a slight desire to resolve the misunderstanding. However, Xia Anyu actually sent three men in black to forcefully feed herself medicine to have an abortion. This is an absolutely unforgivable crime!

"Xiaoyu, are you feeling uncomfortable? How are you?" Xia Anyu stood up, pressed her face against the glass, and looked at her anxiously. Her face was pale, her wet hair stuck to her scalp, she held a microphone in her left hand, and her right hand covering her chest was wrapped in gauze.

"What's wrong with your hands? Also, why are there so many oil stains on your clothes? And why are there rice grains in your hair? What happened, tell me!"

Jiang Yuman's chest was heaving violently, her body was limp, and her head was dizzy. She looked at Xia Anyu who looked anxious and uneasy, and laughed dumbly. Is there something wrong in Mr. Xia's mind? Instead of having sex with his wealthy fiancée, he went to prison to see her as a prisoner?

"What am I going to tell you? Who do you think you are?" Jiang Yuman gasped, as if she had to use a lot of strength to speak out, "Go away. I have severed all ties with you a long time ago. Please tell me later. Don’t appear in front of me again!”

Jiang Yuman coughed and tried to hang up the phone with her trembling left hand, but she couldn't get it right.

"Don't hang up yet!" Xia Anyu shouted, "Don't hang up, please listen to me."

Why should I listen to you, a scumbag?

"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" His eyes were getting redder and redder.

sorry? You are indeed sorry for me, but your "I'm sorry" is cheaper than selling water. With his trembling left hand, he finally hung up the conversation microphone. At the last second, "About the video..." came out from inside.

Jiang Yuman stood up from the chair and glanced at the man on the other side of the glass wall, as if she could see tears shining in the corners of the man's eyes. She turned around and limped towards the exit of the visiting room.

"I already know what happened about the video. I found the key witness..." Xia Anyu's speech could not keep up with Jiang Yuman's speed of hanging up the microphone. She didn't hear a word of what he just said.

Looking at her leaving figure, he felt extremely heartbroken.

When a person is extremely sad, the heart will beat faster, the blood vessels will spasm violently, and the heart pain will feel like a "broken heart." This is called "broken heart syndrome." His heart was breaking right now.

Before Xia Anyu could reach the door of the visiting room, she fell down.

Half an hour later, Xia Anyu woke up from the prison's staff infirmary. He thanked the medical staff and walked out. As soon as he stepped out of the door of the office hall, his steps turned back.

He stopped in front of the "Staff List", his eyes wandering among the photos and positions of the people waiting, and finally stopped in front of the photo of the warden Zhang Ming.

He had an idea in mind.

Xia Anyu's car stopped in front of the yard of a garden house.

"The young master is back?" The butler came out of the house to welcome him.

"Is mom home?" Xia Anyu asked without stopping at all.

"Madam is receiving guests, and Miss Yao is here." The housekeeper followed Xia Anyu and reported.

Li Xianshu and Yao Xueling were sitting on the sofa in the hall chatting. There was a high-end red packaging box on the coffee table.

"Auntie, this is the best quality South African bird's nest. I specially ordered it for you. I waited for a year for it to be available. I will deliver it to you as soon as I get the goods." Yao Xueling took the bird's nest out of the box. , handed it to Li Xianshu.

"Ling'er is so thoughtful, why go to all this trouble, I like whatever you give me!" Li Xianshu was very satisfied with this prospective daughter-in-law and wished she could marry her into the family as soon as possible.

Xia Anyu walked in, called "Mom", then looked at Yao Xueling and said in a brisk tone: "Is Ling'er here?"