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Xingtian’s eyes darkened slightly, and his subtle emotions did not escape her notice.

"You’re forcing yourself again. An Ruo, didn’t I say it doesn’t matter if you can’t recover your mory, don’t torture yourself like this."

"This isn’t torture. Xingtian, you can’t understand the feeling of having no mory. I want to recover my mory, I want to find everything from the past, I don’t want to be soone who doesn’t even know who they are!" An Ruo retorted him faintly.

Xingtian’s gaze grew increasingly dark, and he pressed his lips, saying, "I can understand your feelings, I feel just as bad because you lost your mory. But, are mories really that important, more than your health? An Ruo, you’ve only lost your past mories, but you can still have future ones. I promise, your future mories will all be beautiful, don’t force yourself if you can’t rember the past."

He indeed did not want her to recover her mory.

An Ruo quickly lowered her eyes, not letting him see the suspicion in them.

"Okay, I won’t force myself, I know you’re thinking of my good."

Xingtian imdiately smiled and gently took her shoulder, speaking softly, "As long as you know I care about you. Since you didn’t rest well last night, go upstairs and rest now. Rember, don’t overthink in the future."

An Ruo nodded and stood up, saying, "Then I’ll go up, we can go fishing another day."

The man also stood up, "Fishing can be anyti, let’s go, I’ll help you up."

"No need, I’m not that weak yet." An Ruo declined his kindness and went upstairs alone. Xingtian stared at her back, his eyes glinting with a deep light.

He would not let her recover her mory, absolutely not!

An Ruo returned to the bedroom and locked the door.

She paced anxiously in the room, desperate to figure out how to restore her mory. Without recovering her mory, how could she fight against him?

They were getting married in a few days, would she be able to refuse by then?

"Calm down, you must stay calm." An Ruo clenched her fist, took a deep breath, and forced herself to calm down.

She needed to think carefully, to ponder where the "secret" was truly hidden.

If Xingtian was not trustworthy, then she absolutely would not hand the so-called secret over to anyone here. Everyone here belonged to Xingtian; giving it to them would be equivalent to giving it to Xingtian.

She likely wouldn’t hide the secret in a place she couldn’t think of, after all, she had foreseen her amnesia. If it was hidden too secretly, once she lost her mory, she would definitely not find it.

Besides, she must have left so clues. Searching like a headless chicken, what if she never finds it in her lifeti?

Also, the place it was put must be an unexpected place.

An unexpected place...

An Ruo scanned the entire room, the furniture inside was simple, just a wardrobe, bed, desk, European-style palace chair, dressing table, and nightstand, nothing else.

And she had checked all these places, and found nothing.

Then there was only the bathroom left. An Ruo walked into the bathroom, there was a toilet, bathtub, vanity, and a cabinet for storing things.

Everything was clear at a glance, and there was nothing in the cabinet either. She really didn’t know where the thing was hidden.

An Ruo returned to the bedroom, deciding to look under the bed again. She searched inch by inch, but found nothing under the bed.

Where on earth was the secret placed?

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