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Although he had already guessed a little bit, but hearing Shen Moyan's words at this moment, Zhong Chuheng's expression became more serious. He looked at Shen Moyan's face and said in a low voice,

"You're drunk, Mo Yan."

Shen Moyan: "I didn't!"

He reached out and grabbed Zhong Chuheng's arm, his dark eyes looked extremely sincere, "I know exactly what I'm talking about."

"is it?"

Zhong Chuheng turned in his direction,

"What about Xiaoyan? Are you sure you have given up on her?"

Shen Moyan's eyes flashed, and his expression became more serious.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Chuheng's expression became more and more sad,

"You drank alcohol today, and your mood is a little unstable. I think, when you wake up tomorrow morning, you probably won't remember what you said to me tonight."

He reached out and started the car,

"Don't think too much, I'll take you back and have a good rest."

Just as he was about to release the handbrake, Shen Moyan pressed his hand again, "So, if I can still remember what I said tonight tomorrow, will you believe me?"

Zhong Chuheng took a deep breath.

He turned his head again, meeting his eyes.

"Tomorrow's matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

With that said, he stretched out his hand and pulled the handbrake.

"At that time, I will give you my answer."

After sending Shen Moyan back to the villa, Shen Moyan was already very drunk, and he leaned on the seat, feeling a little dazed.

Zhong Chuheng helped him upstairs, took off his shoes and socks, and settled him on the bed.

Just when Zhong Chuheng turned around and was about to leave.

His sleeve was grabbed by the person behind him.

"Stay."

Shen Moyan's voice sounded from behind,

"It's so late."

These words made Zhong Chuheng's nerves even more tense.

Shen Moyan obviously still doesn't understand what his words mean.

"No."

Zhong Chuheng took a deep breath, forced himself to stabilize his mind,

"I said last time that the layout of your room makes me feel depressed."

However, Shen Moyan tightened his sleeves,

"I've cleaned up the room next door. Yan Wanran's things have been cleaned up. You...you can live next door. Her room has different decorations."

There was a hint of pleading in his words, "You also want to know whether the me tomorrow morning still remembers what I said tonight?"

Indeed, just like what Shen Moyan said.

He wanted to know.

Is Shen Moyan just drunk, or is he really planning to give up "Zhong Xiaoyan".

Zhong Chuheng, "Then... I'll go to your cloakroom downstairs and find two changes of clothes."

"Need not."

Shen Moyan gestured to the wardrobe on the side of the room,

"You can wear mine, we're about the same size anyway."

Zhong Chuheng took a deep breath.

"About this, let's wait for your reply tomorrow."

After entering Yan Wanran's former room, Zhong Chuheng looked around.

Just like what Shen Moyan said, all the things inside have been cleaned up, and the clothes belonging to Yan Wanran in the closet are gone, empty.

It seems that there is indeed no trace of Yan Wanran here.

only……

Zhong Chuheng thought of Yan Chengze whom he had met before.

Although Yan Chengze lost part of his memory, Pan Yuelin had told him before that Yan Chengze's amnesia was a sequelae caused by a car accident, and he would gradually recover.

From what Shen Moyan said before, Yan Chengze lived in this villa before and took care of Shen Moyan for a long time.

Originally, he thought that the decoration design of this villa was handled by Yan Chengze, and Yan Chengze's purpose was to mentally control Shen Moyan.

But now it seems that is not the case.

Shen Moyan's villa was designed by his father.

In other words, this is the cage his father built for him.

So, Yan Chengze is here...what is the purpose of taking care of him?

Moreover, why did he pretend to be Yan Wanran and marry his father?

This series of questions made Zhong Chuheng feel even heavier.

To be able to pretend to be a woman and live here for so long without being doubted by the father and son, apart from looking and body resembling a woman, obviously also requires extraordinary acting skills.

Yan Chengze's acting was obviously much better than Yan Wanran's.

At the same time, it is much more difficult to deal with than her.

Zhong Chuheng couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Also, Yan Chengze's car accident...

Is it by chance?Or is there a reason?

In his mind, he kept thinking about all the details of the time he saw Yan Chengze before.

Although he and Yan Wanran have the same face.

But their styles are completely different.

Yan Wanran likes sexy outfits, while Yan Chengze's outfits are relatively more conservative and pure.

At the same time, Zhong Chuheng thought of something.

He glanced at Yan Wanran's empty wardrobe again.

He remembered that when he opened the closet before, the clothes he saw were all cool and sexy, with very little fabric.

These clothes should be Yan Wanran's clothes.

In other words, when Yan Wanran was pretending to be her brother, she had packed all the clothes.

So, where did Yan Chengze's original clothes go?

At this moment, Zhong Chuheng thought of those women's clothes in the cloakroom at the stairs on the first floor.

He vaguely remembered that some of the styles of clothes in it were somewhat similar to Yan Chengze's.

In other words, some of the clothes in the cloakroom below are Yan Chengze's former clothes?

It just so happened that I was going to get some change of clothes in the cloakroom below, Zhong Chuheng decided to go and search in the cloakroom below.

Zhong Chuheng once looked through the clothes in the cloakroom, but the women's clothes inside were too small to match his figure, so he didn't wear them much.

Now searching again, Zhong Chuheng found a lot of clothes similar to Yan Chengze's style.

The clothes include skirts, trousers, and some women's dual-purpose shirts and coats. Without exception, they all wrap the body tightly.

After searching around one by one, Zhong Chuheng made a discovery.

He found a pocket wallet in one of the pockets of his clothes.

Perhaps due to the popularity of mobile payment in the past two years, the role of wallets has become smaller and smaller, so even if you don't take your wallet, there will be no inconvenience.

It is precisely because of this that the wallet has always remained in the pocket.

Zhong Chuheng reached out and took out the wallet, and opened it.

But there was a photo folder in the middle of the wallet, and a photo was stuffed inside.

It was a photo of the two of them.

From the looks of it, it should be Yan Chengze and Shen Moyan.

At that time, Shen Moyan seemed to be still young, probably still studying, while Yan Chengze was wearing a long skirt similar to what he had seen before, and was holding some books in his hands.

Shen Moyan once said that Yan Wanran had been his tutor for a while.

This should be a photo from that period.

only……

Why did Yan Chengze stuff this photo into the photo folder in his wallet?

Could it be that he really...has thoughts about Shen Moyan?

only……

Shen Moyan was still young at this time, so it's impossible for Yan Chengze to have such a hobby, right?

Zhong Chuheng looked through the wallet again.

Except for some small change, there is nothing special in it.

Finally got a few clues, but in the end, it was still back to the original point.

At the same time, Zhong Chuheng couldn't help thinking.

Some people like to write down the time and place of shooting behind the photos, which is convenient for collection and organization.

I wonder if Yan Chengze has such a habit.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help reaching into the photo folder, wanting to take out the photos inside to have a look.

However, the moment he pulled it out, he was stunned.

But I saw that there was not only one photo in it!

Under that photo of him and Shen Moyan, there is another photo!

Zhong Chuheng couldn't help picking up the other photo that was placed under the photo.

At the same time, his eyes widened.

His expression was full of astonishment.

On the back of the photo, the time, place and people's information was written down as expected.

He took a deep breath, picked up his phone tremblingly, pointed at the photo, and took a picture.

After returning to the room with a change of clothes, Zhong Chuheng felt sleepless.

My mind is full of the pictures in that photo.

He understood Yan Chengze's intentions.

He also understood what Shen Miao said to Shen Moyan before, what it meant.

Also, his father, why did he build such a prison for him.

as they say.

To them, Shen Moyan...

Just a tool.

Looking back on the things he did, why didn't he use Shen Moyan as a tool?

But now, it's different.

At the same time, Zhong Chuheng took a deep breath.

He made a decision.

Even if Shen Moyan doesn't remember what happened tonight tomorrow morning.

He also wants to give Shen Moyan...

All his love.

The next morning, Shen Moyan, who was hungover all night, felt a pain in his forehead.

When he went downstairs clutching his forehead, he smelled the aroma of eggs and ham.

Is breakfast ready so soon today?

Shen Moyan rubbed his forehead.

When he saw clearly the man in the apron who was busy in front of the kitchen.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, with a look of disbelief on his face,

"Chu Heng, you..."

Zhong Chuheng turned his head to look at him, stretched out his hand to greet him,

"Good morning, Mo Yan."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to gesture to the sumptuous breakfast table,

"Let's drink a bowl of hangover soup first. After breakfast, I'll take you to the company."

Shen Moyan covered his forehead again,

"Yesterday, we..."

Seeing his expression, there was a trace of sadness in Zhong Chuheng's eyes.

But soon, he recovered his expression,

"You drank too much yesterday, I sent you home, because it was too late, I went to the guest room to sleep."

Shen Moyan nodded slowly.

Then, he looked up at Zhong Chuheng again.

At the same time, his face flushed slightly, and he looked a little shy, "I still remember that yesterday I... confessed to you."