Chapter 662： Who said I don’t remember the past?

I do not know how long it has been.

The door of Ling Mohan's private room was opened from the outside.

The hotel manager walked in from the outside, followed by four hotel attendants, each with a dish in his hand.

Yu Jie winked at the hotel manager, who immediately understood.

He asked the waiter to put all the food on the table, walked to Ling Mohan's side, and reminded him: "Master Ling, the food is ready, please eat."

Ling Mohan glanced at him indifferently, and sat at the dining table without saying a word.

Immediately, he raised his hand, and the waiters neatly lifted the cover of the plate.

When his eyes touched the dishes in front of him, Ling Mohan's face gradually became gloomy.

Yu Jie, who was standing beside him, was also taken aback.

Immediately, he grabbed the hotel manager's collar and asked, "What do you mean? You dare to play with our young master!"

The hotel manager was terrified, and explained again and again: "It's wrong, Assistant Yu, let Young Master Ling have a taste first, maybe..."

"What? Just this kind of thing, you still want our young master to eat, are you impatient?"

Yu Jie almost hit the hotel manager's face with a punch.

The hotel manager's legs were trembling, begging for mercy over and over again.

Ling Mohan frowned and waved at Yu Jie.

Upon seeing this, Yu Jie loosened the collar of the hotel manager in dissatisfaction.

At this moment, Ling Mohan picked up the chopsticks and slowly picked up the plate in front of him, which looked ordinary and couldn't be more ordinary, and put it into his mouth.

Yu Jie almost dropped his chin in shock: "Master, how can you eat this kind of food!"

As the young master of the Ling family, every meal is exquisite food made by senior chefs, beautifully presented and exquisite.

But the four dishes in front of the young master are extremely ordinary, and at first glance they are ordinary home-cooked dishes that cannot be served on the table.

Therefore, Yu Jie was so angry just now, and blamed the hotel manager for neglecting Ling Mohan.

But who knows, Ling Mohan took a sip, and his gloomy brows instantly stretched out.

He actually felt that this was a long-lost taste.

It is also what he has been looking for for a long time.

After eating a few mouthfuls in silence, Ling Mohan put down his dishes, looked up at the hotel manager, and said, "Who made these?"

As soon as the manager was about to speak, a woman walked in at the door.

"It's me, Master Ling."

Bai Liyue was dressed in a chef's uniform and chuckled at Ling Mohan.

Ling Mohan's eyes narrowed.

It's this woman again.

He suddenly raised his hand, and Yu Jie knew immediately, and quickly ordered the hotel manager to let everyone else out of the private room.

At this moment, only Ling Mohan, Bai Liyue and Yu Jie remained in the private room.

Seeing other people leaving, Ling Mohan went straight to the point and said, "You seem to have been trying to get close to me, why?"

Bai Liyue did not directly answer his words, but approached and asked, "Master Ling thinks the taste of this dish is familiar?"

Her question raised Ling Mohan's eyes.

Although he did not answer directly, Bai Liyue had already figured out the answer from his eyes.

She was right. Even if Mu Jingchen forgets everything, his habits are impossible to forget.

He only likes Bai Liyue's dishes, which is a taste that no one can make.

Bai Liyue's eyes turned red, and she glanced at Yu Jie who was beside Ling Mohan, and said, "Master Ling, can I say a few words to you alone?"

Ling Mohan frowned deeply, but did not directly refuse.

Yu Jie walked to Ling Mohan's side and reminded: "Master, this woman has approached you repeatedly, and there may be some ulterior motives, you can't..."

"go out."

Before Yu Jie finished speaking, he was blocked by Ling Mo's cold and indifferent voice.

He closed his mouth immediately and reluctantly walked out of the door.

The room was immediately quiet and terrible.

Bai Liyue stared closely at Ling Mohan. This was the first time she had been alone with him in the past month.

At this moment, she had the urge to rush forward and hug him.

Seeing Bai Liyue staring at him, Ling Mohan's slightly sad gaze made him feel painful somewhere.

But for this woman, his mind was blank.

"Miss Bai, what do you want to say to me alone?"

Ling Mohan looked at her coldly and strangely, Bai Liyue's heart surged.

She bit her lip lightly, stepped forward, and rushed straight into his arms: "I want to tell you, you are not Ling Mohan, you are Mu Jingchen, you are my husband!"

Her slightly trembling words fell in Ling Mohan's ears.

Ling Mohan lowered his eyes and looked at the woman who was holding his waist tightly in his arms and sobbing, his heart was blocked by a boulder, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Ling Mohan didn't know why he felt this way.

He has searched for this woman in his mind many times, but the conclusion is that he doesn't know her.

At this moment, he did not push Bai Liyue away, but in a low voice, said: "Miss Bai, I have told you many times that you have admitted the wrong person."

"I didn't admit the wrong person."

Bai Liyue gradually got up from his arms, her eyes already moist.

She stared at Ling Mohan blankly, the silver-white mask on his face was particularly dazzling.

Bai Liyue slowly raised her hand and lifted the mask on his face.

The skin covered by his mask was a large burned scar, reddish-brown in color, and it looked shocking.

Bai Liyue's tears rolled down, distressed extremely.

Yes, she has never admitted her mistake, this is Mu Jingchen.

She reached out her hand and tried to touch the scar on his face.

In the next moment, Ling Mohan dodged his way.

Ling Mohan snatched the silver-white mask from her hand and put it back on his face.

He looked at Bai Liyue and said coldly, "Miss Bai, respect yourself."

Seeing such a big reaction from him, Bai Liyue accepted her mind.

"I know you don't know me now, but haven't you ever doubted, why do you look very similar to Mu Jingchen in S city?"

Ling Mohan turned his head away and said coldly: "It's not surprising that there are people with similar looks in the world."

Bai Liyue took a deep breath and did not continue to struggle with this question.

After all, there are indeed many people who look alike.

"Okay, even if that is the case, then I ask you, have you been injured before and don't remember the past when you wake up?"

Regarding Bai Liyue's question, Ling Mohan had complicated eyes and did not reply.

Bai Liyue continued: "Don't you doubt your own past? Maybe you are not Ling Mohan?"

In response to this, Ling Mohan suddenly curled his lips and chuckled, and replied, "Miss Bai, are you misunderstanding?

I did get hurt before, but who said I don’t remember the past? "

Bai Liyue fixedly looked at him, and said in surprise: "Do you remember what happened to you before?"

"Of course, I clearly remember that I am Ling Mohan."

Bai Liyue stayed in place, but she was suddenly at a loss.

how can that be possible?

He was obviously Mu Jingchen, how could he remember that he was Ling Mohan before?