Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

The hot wind blowing in from the car window blew away Gao Yan's memories.

When he opened his eyes, he was standing in the parking lot of the Xingyuan Media Building, with a black Jaguar quietly lurking in the darkness.

"Ding ding ding..."

What made that noise?

Gao Yan took out his cell phone from his pocket, and the words "Xiaochuan" flashed on the screen.

Ogawa?

Who is Ogawa?

Gao Yan felt a dull pain in his chest, his mind went blank, and for a moment he couldn't remember the name. Who was called Xiaochuan?

Just as the phone was about to be hung up, the white mist in his mind suddenly dissipated, and he remembered that Xiaochuan was his and Wen Yuan's child.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Taifeng Dynasty - Li Jingchuan.

Gao Yan nervously opened his phone and answered the call at the last second.

"Xiaochuan--" Gao Yan's voice was trembling.

"Dad, when will you come back?" Xiaochuan's innocent childish voice broke Gao Yan's already fragile defense.

His hands were shaking so badly that the phone slipped from his palm several times. "I'll be right back. Be good, Xiaochuan, wait for daddy at home."

"Yeah, love you, Daddy."

After hanging up the phone, Gao Yan broke out in a cold sweat. His white shirt stuck to his back, revealing his pale skin.

A terrible thing happened.

There's something wrong with his memory!

He actually forgot about Ogawa!

The price of traveling through the present world unexpectedly appeared after Wen Yuan said "I have never loved".

Gao Yan's palms were so sweaty that he couldn't hold the steering wheel.

Ogawa, he was his son, how could he forget him?

After five years, his "price" finally came.

Gao Yan wiped the sweat from his palms, shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator, and the black Jaguar disappeared into the dark night of the bright lights and feasting in the sea city.

At this time, downstairs in Xingyuan Building, Wen Yuan was one step behind, holding Gao Yan's notebook and his plain glasses in his hands.

"Mr. Wen, is this what Mr. Gao left behind?" Shao Youwei asked, standing behind her.

Wen Yuan felt very upset. In the conference room, the blood spurted out by Gao Yan was still on the carpet, and the faint smell of blood lingered at the tip of Wen Yuan's nose for a long time.

Is he okay?

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen?" Shao Youwei called her.

Wen Yuan stared straight outside, her brows furrowed slightly as she handed the computer and glasses to Shao Youwei and said, "Give it to Mr. Gao. Old Lu knows the address."

"Oh, okay." Shao Youwei looked up at the dark sky. It was already time to get off work. Wen Yuan rarely asked employees to work overtime, and it wasn't something important. He subconsciously said, "I'll send it over tomorrow."

"Send it now."

"Hmm?" Shao Youwei thought he had misheard, and when he came to his senses he immediately replied, "Oh, okay."

"That..." Wen Yuan paused.

Shao Youwei looked at her, waiting for her instructions.

"Please help me check on Mr. Gao to see if he is sick."

"Okay, Mr. Wen."

Shao Youwei took his things and left. Wen Yuan stood there without moving for a long time.

She held the phone in her hand and tried to call Gao Yan several times, but she put the phone down.

Back at the office, the secretary knocked on the door and asked, "Mr. Wen, someone from the cleaning company wants to help clean the carpet in the reception room."

Originally, there was no need to ask Wen Yuan about this matter, but the employee of the cleaning company said that it was a service reserved by Mr. Gao. The secretary thought about it and decided to tell Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan didn't expect Gao Yan to act so quickly. He said he would find someone to clean up, and they really came.

"understood."

After the secretary left, Wen Yuan leaned back in his chair, his frown never relaxed.

The scene of Gao Yan vomiting blood kept replaying in front of her eyes, and a flash of bright red stung her eyes.

She looked at the night outside the window and waited quietly.

Half an hour later, Shao Youwei called.

"Boss Wen, the things have been delivered to the Gao family villa."

"Well, have you seen Mr. Gao?"

"No, but I did see a child in the living room."

Wen Yuan was stunned: "Child?"

"Well, the kid said Mr. Gao is working outside and hasn't come home yet."

It's been so long and he still hasn't come home. Where has he been?

Wen Yuan felt a little uneasy: "I know, thank you for your hard work."

"Then I'm going home from get off work, President Wen."

"Well, pay attention to safety on the road."

Wen Yuan stood up and called Gao Yan.

No one answered the call until it was hung up.

When Shao Youwei was driving away from his beach villa, he passed by a black Jaguar.

Gao Yan's amnesia came suddenly. He was afraid of an accident while driving, so he deliberately slowed down.

After getting out of the car, he went straight to the living room and hugged Wen Xiaochuan, who was reading a comic book, into his arms.

Wen Xiaochuan hugged Gao Yan's neck obediently, and his clear laughter was like the sound of nature: "Dad, you're back."

Gao Yan tried his best to suppress the trembling in his throat and touched his face as if nothing had happened: "I'm sorry, Xiaochuan, you must have been waiting for a long time."

"No, the comics my uncle bought me are so good. I've been reading them all the time."

"Well, you're so good."

"By the way, Dad, when I was playing at the beach today, someone asked me why I didn't go to school. How should I answer this question?"

"Xiaochuan, Dad will take you to school."

"Yeah." Xiaochuan nodded hurriedly: "I want to play with my classmates too."

Wen Xiaochuan is five years old this year and should be in the middle class of kindergarten. Because of their special status, Gao Yan originally planned to wait until Wen Xiaochuan fully adapted to the real world before considering letting him go to school.

Now, he must implement this matter as soon as possible.

The next day, Gao Yan went to the hospital alone.

After examination with sophisticated scientific instruments, the doctor's diagnosis report was the same as Gao Yu's: after examination, the patient was normal and no lesions or causes of the disease were found.

The only person in Hai City who knew his secret was Yuan Chongqing. After much thought, Gao Yan found him.

After listening to Gao Yan's description, Yuan Chongqing's face looked heavy.

"Are you looking for Director Jiang of the First Municipal Hospital?" Yuan Chongqing asked persistently.

President Jiang is a top expert in neurology in China.

"It's him."

Yuan Chongqing held his forehead, feeling something was wrong: "If President Jiang can't do anything, we can only try going to Country M."

Gao Yan had never been to Country M, so he asked Director Yuan to help him contact hospitals and doctors in Country M.

Gao Yu's cold and eye disease, Gao Yan's amnesia, these are all urgent problems that need to be solved.

"Don't worry, I'll make the contact. I happen to have friends in Country M who know quite a few doctors."

"Thank you."

Gao Yan had another matter with Yuan Chongqing:

"Director Yuan, I want to get an inheritance notarized and I hope you can be a witness."

In case he really forgot everything, he had to leave Wen Xiaochuan with a final guarantee.

Yuan Chongqing advised him: "Don't be impatient. Go to Country M to see a doctor first."

"No, I want it as soon as possible."

"Ah." Yuan Chongqing sighed, "Okay."

The next day, Yuan Chongqing accompanied Gao Yan to the Hai City National Notary Office to handle the inheritance notarization.

After leaving the notary office, Yuan Chongqing finally asked the question that had been suppressed for a long time: "What is your relationship with Mr. Wen of Xingyuan Media?"

I originally thought that the content of the inheritance notarization was to donate all the property under Gao Yan's name to his son Wen Xiaochuan free of charge, but unexpectedly, he left half to Wen Yuan and the remaining half to Wen Xiaochuan.

Before Wen Xiaochuan came of age, all his properties were managed by Wen Yuan.

After a long while, Gao Yan replied:

"She is my queen."

"Hiss——" Yuan Chongqing took a breath of cold air.