Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

The box's lid was opened. Ye Erruo lowered her head to look at the things in her hands and the man beside her. Gritting her teeth, she grabbed the silk blanket that was closest to her and threw it at him.

Mo Jiangye reached out and pulled her over. “Be quiet. They haven't gone far.”

“Let me go.”

Mo Jiangye pursed his lips and told her not to make a sound.

Ye Erruo struggled with all her might to leave him.

Slap! A loud slap landed on Mo Jiangye's face.

All of a sudden, Mo Jiangye's body froze. Ye Erruo was panic-stricken and vexed. Her hand was already one step ahead of her head, as she hastily touched him again. A glint of heartache flashed across her eyes. When she realized what she was doing, she hastily withdrew her hand.

Mo Jiangye grabbed her hand and placed it on his cheek. “I'm sorry.”

Upon hearing his apology, Ye Erruo felt even guiltier.

How could there be such a man? It had only been a day since she'd met him, yet she felt like he was familiar.

Besides, he seemed to be intentionally trying to get close to her, as though he had a motive for approaching her.

She could clearly sense that he had a motive, but she could not help wanting to be with him.

“Let go.”

Mo Jiangye took a deep breath but looked aggrieved.

His heart ached.

Ye Erruo's heart twitched as she pursed her lips and fixed her gaze on his face. Her intestines had turned green from regret, and her fingers were red.

Bah!

Why would she regret this? He should have been beaten like a hooligan!

However, she felt terrible seeing him in pain.

He cautiously pulled her into his embrace and rested his chin on her shoulder. When he saw that she was no longer struggling to push him away, he secretly curled his lips up into a smile. A crafty glint flashed across his eyes.

Finally, he could hug her in peace.

“Speak. What do you want from me?” Ye Erruo clenched her fists. Her face was still red.

“I stole your heart and made you my girlfriend.”

“I told you that I have a fiancé. He's very capable. If he knew that you were hara.s.sing me, he wouldn't let you off.”

“As long as you can be my girlfriend, I'm not afraid of him regardless of how capable he is.”

Ye Erruo gritted her teeth and asked solemnly, “Did we know each other in the past?”

Mo Jiangye raised his brows. How could they not have known each other?

He had already acquired the certificate.

“Is that right?”

He nodded. “Yes.”

“Then why don't I remember you?”

“You had a serious illness. You forgot about me, and I felt terrible.”

“How do you know me?” Ye Erruo asked again.

She could not deny that she had not rejected his approach. But why hadn't she?

“I'm the pursuer.”

F*ck, she had gone from her husband's high-cla.s.s status to a low-cla.s.s pursuer. She was extremely upset.

“The pursuer?”

“Yes.” Mo Jiangye hugged her even tighter. He was deeply afraid that he would let go of her in a second and lose her again. He would not be able to see her again.

“If you want your fiance to beat me to death, you can tell him about my existence.”

Ye Erruo was puzzled. Why did she not believe him?

“My fiance is very capable.” She raised her voice.

“I know.”

“He will really beat you to death.”

“Then let him come.”

He was fretting over not being able to see that d*mned man. Not only had he secretly taken his woman away, but he had also erased her memories. He had to settle the score properly.