Only casually lifting the teacup in front of him, his gaze fell on the video, and he said:
"What did this couple say? Do I need to translate it for you?"
The man looked at the smug and confident expression on Rong Ying’s face and asked thoughtfully:
"Do you understand lip reading?"
"I’ve studied so."
Rong Ying answered nonchalantly, putting down the teacup, looking at the disappointed expressions of the couple, and smiled:
"Moreover, with such obvious expressions from these two, one can guess."
She took her mobile phone and dialed out.
At this mont, Mr. and Mrs. Lu Moqing had just finished taking a photo with the presidential couple and ca down from the stage, when the phone rang.
Lu Moqing didn’t avoid Qiaoxu; when Lu Moqing took out the phone, Qiaoxu glanced at it and saw that it was Rong Ying calling.
"I’ll answer the phone."
Without showing any emotion, Lu Moqing gave Qiaoxu a look at the phone, and followed with his steps leaving.
"Aunt Rong."
Lu Moqing went to the corridor and answered the phone.
"How about it, Moqing? Can Huang Fu help you recover your mory?"
Lu Moqing was silent for a few seconds, then sighed with disappointnt and said, "Not yet."
On the phone, Rong Ying’s sigh ca through.
"The doctor already said that your brain injury was clearly caused by an accident. Aunt Rong doesn’t understand why Qiaoxu thought of using hypnosis to help you recover your mory."
Lu Moqing held the phone and sneered indifferently:
"Desperate for a cure, huh? I just don’t understand why she’s not afraid that if I recover my mory, I’ll see her true face."
"This..."
Rong Ying on the other end of the phone laughed awkwardly, as if she didn’t know how to answer this question.
"She still plans to continue looking for well-known psychologists from around the world to help recover my mory through hypnosis."
Rong Ying didn’t know if it was too arrogant or just talk, but when she heard Lu Moqing say this, she said:
"Just let her do it. If hypnosis can really help you recover your mory, it’s a good thing."
Lu Moqing seed to be sowhat reluctant to coldly hum and didn’t pick up Rong Ying’s words.
However, Rong Ying was like a kindly old mother, consoling with a smile:
"Alright, you’re in your thirties, don’t bother with a girl. Besides, you haven’t recovered your mory yet, so you can’t be sure that what happened back then was really done by Qiaoxu, right?"
Lu Moqing still didn’t take Rong Ying’s words to heart, and in the end, reluctantly agreed.
"Aunt Rong, I’ll listen to you."
"Well, you go ahead. I won’t bother you anymore. Say hello to the president for ."
After hanging up, the smile on Rong Ying’s face deepened.
The man across from her had an even worse face than before.
"What if they really find soone who can help Lu Moqing recover his mory?"
"I couldn’t stop Huang Fu from hypnotizing Lu Moqing, but I can count on my fingers the few psychologists in the world who are as capable as Huang Fu and and understand hypnosis."
Speaking of this, Rong Ying sneered:
"If it’s those few, I have ways to make them refuse Lu Moqing."
The man looked at the gloomy smile on Rong Ying’s face but didn’t ask any more questions.
Even he couldn’t control this woman easily.
The next second, seeing Rong Ying cast her gaze on him, she said:
"Moreover, by the ti Lu Moqing recovers his mory, the presidential election will long be over. Isn’t your goal just to bring Tang Mu down? After that, whether Lu Moqing recovers his mory or not, it won’t be that important."
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