The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Mu Yaqi came to the beach.

The sea breeze brings a salty smell, the sun shines down warmly, the waves roll in and out, the ripples sway like golden sequins, and the air is filled with the breath of freedom.

Mu Yaqi saw the blurry figure of a boy of about eleven or twelve years old. He was wearing a soft white cotton T-shirt and light gray sports-style pants, and was walking towards her with brisk steps.

A sentence suddenly popped up in Mu Yaqi's mind.

"You are indeed cool for always wearing all black, but you can try to change your style occasionally~" the slightly childish voice continued, "You can wear some light-colored clothes, which will make you look more sunny, cheerful, kind and warm."

"Really? Now that you said so, I might as well give it a try next time." The voice responded gently with a smile.

The tone of the conversation sounded quite familiar, even doting.

The boy walked up to her in sneakers, put his hands behind his back and said to her, "I have something for you."

The boy stretched out his hand and it was a conch.

Mu Yaqi saw that this conch was particularly beautiful.

The conch shell with layers of texture flashes colorfully under the reflection of the sun, and small black dots are embedded in it, becoming a major decoration to embellish it, making it look noble and mysterious.

The scene changed again.

Mu Yaqi came to a woods in the suburbs.

At night, a few crows cawed in the sky, the trees danced in the gust of wind, mottled leaves fell in the long forest, and the rain fell rapidly, as if eager to wash away some unknown conspiracy.

Mu Yaqi felt waves of pain in her waist and abdomen. She reached out her hand and touched it, and then her palm was covered with blood.

However, the blood was quickly diluted by the rain and flowed down the palm. The strong rain quickly washed the palm clean, leaving no trace of blood.

The rain wet Mu Yaqi's cheeks and dripped into the soil along her jawline.

Mu Yaqi's consciousness became increasingly blurred.

Is it true that I, Mu Yaqi, have a lifetime reputation, and now I am going to end it here?

......

Mu Yaqi woke up.

I woke up suddenly and the hotel's bedside table suddenly came into my sight.

It turns out that I was just dreaming.

Mu Yaqi breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and sighed: Fortunately it was a dream.

But how come this dream felt so real?

It’s as if... I had experienced it myself.

A few years ago, her doctor diagnosed that she might have amnesia, but she didn't feel like she had lost any memory.

She knew everyone she should know, and she remembered everything that happened in the past. It was clear that she had no symptoms of amnesia.

At the time, I was wondering, don’t people with amnesia know it themselves? Isn’t that how it’s played out in TV dramas?

After thinking about it, either she didn't lose her memory at all, or the amnesia shown in TV dramas was all fake!

Now that I think about it, could the dream I just had be related to my vague amnesia?

Mu Yaqi frowned and pursed her lips as she muttered, "If this dream is true, then what sin did I commit in the past to be injured like that?"

Mu Yaqi touched her waist and abdomen. Hmm, it was smooth.

The injury in the dream seemed quite serious. If I wanted to avoid leaving scars...

Then surgery must be performed within a short period of time to stop the bleeding, and then follow up with postoperative repair treatment.

The slightest mistake can easily worsen the condition, and in serious cases, the mortality rate is very high.

...Never mind, I'm still alive anyway.

As long as you are alive, everything is possible and life is still beautiful.

It's just a dream, why think so much about it?

Mu Yaqi successfully comforted herself, stretched, and got up lazily.

......

4317 rooms.

Mu Liangting drank some wine after returning to his room yesterday.

The person hiding in the depths never showed up, and the value brought by the small wind and waves that appeared in front of him was not that great after all, and was not enough to make him take action many times.

Just keep an eye on it and give it a push at the right time.

Mu Liangting sat on a fabric sofa, holding a cup of Qianjin Dongjiu, looking down at the people coming and going in the streets.

Now that various forces are taking action frequently, is it really the right choice to bring her here at this time?

But cause and effect will always come back, and some retribution must be exacted eventually.

Mu Liangting closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Forget it. Seeing how carefree and somewhat silly she seems, it’s better not to involve her in this for the time being.

But no matter what, the Mu family will definitely collect this debt double!

Mu Liangting finally softened his heart. But he would not admit that he was soft-hearted. He just felt that the time was not yet ripe, that's all.

The main point is "never change".

Mu Liangting drank glass after glass of wine unconsciously, and he drank more and more.

"Let her live heartlessly for now," Mu Liangting murmured to himself, "When she remembers it and comes to ask you, or when you have cleared all the obstacles and the time is right, then let her handle it."

Anyway, the purpose of disrupting the private transaction between Shang Group and Hongsen Group has been achieved this time.

No matter who got the jade in the end, it never fell into Yin Wen Ce's hands, and thus the cooperation between Shang and Hongsen could not be realized, and there would be no possibility of a second cooperation.

Shang Junjie is not the kind of person who would go back to his ex. This piece of fat meat is too hard and does not meet his inner expectations of value, so Shang Junjie will naturally stop in time.

We finally got to a tourist attraction, so I should take her to have fun there tomorrow, otherwise it would be a real shame.

The bustling and lively scene of the city at night, coupled with the state of being slightly tipsy, the whole room is filled with a perfect aroma of wine, which is comfortable and attractive enough to make people indulge in it.

It makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they unconsciously fall more and more into it and become intoxicated by it.

In such a feasting and revelry atmosphere, Mu Liangting got a little drunk without realizing it.

After a simple wash, Mu Liangting staggered to bed and soon fell asleep.

So, as expected, this morning Mu Liangting deeply understood Mu Yaqi's sleeping ability yesterday.

Although his biological clock, developed from long-term habits, made him wake up at seven in the morning, drinking so much alcohol also caused his mind to be in a mess when he woke up, so Mu Liangting turned over lazily and successfully fell into a second sleep.

If you feel comfortable lying down for a while, you will feel comfortable all the time if you keep lying down!

At this moment, Mu Liangting felt that Mu Yaqi definitely understood this deeply!

Mu Yaqi stays in bed for most of the day almost every day, starting from five minutes.

Mu Liangting now had to admit that it was indeed very comfortable.

Mu Liangting continued to sleep contentedly.

......

Mu Yaqi got up lazily and went to wash up in her pajamas.