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"Hello, our young lady has said that only you are allowed to go in!" Housekeeper Zhang extended his arm to block the two and said.

Yang Chen looked at Housekeeper Zhang and said, "We're together, so naturally we should go in together. Besides, she is also a friend of your Left Envoy Yang, and I think she would certainly be pleased to see us."

Housekeeper Zhang, expressionless, blocked the two, refusing to let them through.

He nearly wished he could kill Yang Chen, how could he possibly make it easy for him?

At this moment, the voice of Left Envoy Yang came from inside, "Let them come in!"

Housekeeper Zhang was internally frustrated, but had no choice but to coldly snort and make way for them.

Yang Chen smiled slightly and pushed the door open to enter.

At the moment the door was pushed open, Wei Xueqing immediately released Yang Chen's arm, appearing somewhat tense, deeply inhaling a few breaths as she followed behind Yang Chen and entered the room.

Walking into the room, Yang Chen felt a noticeable difference in Left Envoy Yang.

Earlier outside when talking, Left Envoy Yang wore a set of black long pants and skirt, showcasing her graceful figure; the black veil on her face also simplistic in style, impermeable, even the contours of the face beneath the veil could not be seen.

And now?

Left Envoy Yang now wore a black long gauze evening dress, elegant and imposing; her facial veil had also changed to a different, thinner one, which allowed the music to reveal someone's red lips beneath, it had lace edging and butterfly pattern, incredibly beautiful.

In other words, Left Envoy Yang specifically changed clothes for a new outfit just to welcome the two of them.

Thinking of this, Yang Chen couldn't help but curl his lips upward.

Seeing Left Envoy Yang, Wei Xueqing was utterly overwhelmed, her hands gripping her bag tightly, her beautiful eyes fixated on Left Envoy Yang, tears nearly brimming over, mist thick and unable to dissipate.

Left Envoy Yang also emanated a cold aura, her brows seemed to have even frost settled upon them.

She coldly said to Yang Chen, "Weren't you supposed to come alone? Why did you bring your woman?"

Yang Chen wasn't particularly bothered upon hearing this, but Wei Xueqing trembled all over, exclaiming emotionally, "Xinxin! Don't misunderstand, there's nothing between me and Yang Chen. He brought me here just to see you! Really! Don't misunderstand!"

"Misunderstand?" Left Envoy Yang let out a cold laugh, "Is there anything that requires misunderstanding by others? Furthermore, why should I misunderstand you two? How you are, what identities or relationship you have with me are completely irrelevant."

"Xinxin!" Wei Xueqing was so anxious she almost cried, she could clearly hear Ye Xin was carrying emotion.

Yang Chen reassured Wei Xueqing, "Don't rush, she is now Left Envoy Yang, not Xinxin."

"But..." Wei Xueqing wiped her tears; her makeup already smeared.

Seeing Wei Xueqing's teary appearance, made Left Envoy Yang furrow her brows.

After a moment's thought, she withdrew a tissue from the table and handed it to Wei Xueqing.

Witnessing this subtle gesture from Left Envoy Yang, Wei Xueqing smiled through her tears and said, "You must still remember us, right? Otherwise, given your personality, you wouldn't possibly pay attention to unrelated people."

Left Envoy Yang's brows furrowed slightly, her face remained icy cold, yet internally she had begun to change.

Indeed, as Wei Xueqing mentioned, if it were her past self, she wouldn't have acknowledged Yang Chen and Wei Xueqing, but now she couldn't do so, as if something seemed to involuntarily tug them together.

Seeing Left Envoy Yang unresponsive, yet undeterred, Wei Xueqing continued, "You should at least recognize Yang Chen's outfit, don't you? Do you remember the day you returned home, Yang Chen wore this very outfit? My dad called him to be my bodyguard, I disagreed, then you came, immediately taking him away, then you both registered, do you really have no memories of it?"

Upon hearing these words, Left Envoy Yang slightly raised her eyebrow.

Discussing these matters made them eerily familiar, including Yang Chen's outfit, seemed seen somewhere before.

However, Left Envoy Yang gave it no mind, as she often had this illusion of having been somewhere, seen some people, done some things, yet these things left no impression in her mind.

So she felt these were merely similar to prior instances.

"Are you seriously not remembering?" Wei Xueqing's eyes widened, facing Left Envoy Yang's icy demeanor, tears once more welled up.

Turning, Wei Xueqing shifted her anger to Yang Chen, using pink fists to pummel Yang Chen's chest, saying, "It's all your fault! All your fault! Xinxin doesn't remember anything! What on earth happened to her, what hardships did she endure, now not even remembering me, it's all because of you! If not for you, Xinxin wouldn't be like this!"

Yang Chen sighed helplessly, letting Wei Xueqing hit him.

Observing such a scene, made Left Envoy Yang's beautiful brows knit.

Watching Wei Xueqing pound at Yang Chen, made Left Envoy Yang's eyebrow angles begin to shift slightly upward.

Finally, Left Envoy Yang couldn't hold back!

She swiftly moved, fiercely grabbing Wei Xueqing's wrist, coldly said, "If you want to create a scene, do it elsewhere, not here! And don't hope using this way to make me believe what you say!"

Truthfully, her mind didn't want to see Wei Xueqing hitting Yang Chen, although making it obvious Wei Xueqing wasn't trained in martial arts, her punching force equated to striking with a pillow, utterly painless, but still it displeased her, she didn't even want to look, much less allowed anyone to hit Yang Chen! Not even a touch!

Obviously, Wei Xueqing didn't understand Left Envoy Yang's thoughts, tears falling like rain said, "What I said is true, Xinxin! Do you indeed not remember?"

Yang Chen hurriedly comforted the pair, fearing Left Envoy Yang might accidentally knock Wei Xueqing down, Wei Xueqing, with her frail build, could bear not a chance against Left Envoy Yang's profound cultivation.

"Xueqing, take it slow, as long as she's fine now isn't that enough? If we don't give up, someday she'll remember." Yang Chen said to Wei Xueqing.

Wei Xueqing wiped her tears, nodded slightly, gradually ceasing her sobbing.

Then Yang Chen looked at Left Envoy Yang, helplessly said, "Who does such a temper resemble! Oh, here's a gift from me, but don't open it now, wait until tonight to see what's inside."

Left Envoy Yang glanced at the intricately wrapped small box in Yang Chen's hand, refrained from reaching to receive it, showing an air of indifference.

But deep inside, she was extremely curious about what was inside that required waiting until nighttime to open.

Outside so many gifted her with varied, rare, invaluable gifts yet she felt nothing towards them.

Except only for the gift in Yang Chen's hand stirred her curiosity.