Chapter 1631

As he said that, Ah Cheng loudly told Yun Haotian the text message he had just received, "President, the brothers are already in place, and the entire Liyuan is now under our control."

Yun Haotian nodded silently, pulled off his tie with one hand, and looked at Dalbe with chilling eyes, "There are thirty-nine minutes left."

"You!" Dalbe was trembling with anger, but he had no choice but to stomp his feet and turn away.

He didn't want to stay here to fight with Yun Haotian, but to hurry up and spend time with Anna!

He had indeed taken Anna out of the troupe before, but Lance's words made him wake up.

He loved Anna more than his own life, so how could he be willing to let her become delirious and even endanger her life?

Now he doesn't want to think about anything, he just wants to wait for Anna to wake up, and listen to her tell him, go or stay...

Dalbei walked back to Zhengbao from among the pear trees, Rong Baoer was still sleeping on the bed, unaware that he had been taken out by Dalbe and brought back.

When Dalbe walked back to the room, his heart was already numb from the pain.

He came to Rong Bao'er's bed as if he had lost half of his soul, and traced her eyebrows and eyes with his fingers.

Obviously he loves her so much, but why can't he ever get her response?

Anna, do you know that I am deeply in love with you?

Dalbe's fingers became extremely cold because of the heartache, and before he finished drawing Rong Bao'er's entire eyebrows, he woke her up from her drowsy consciousness.

Her long eyelids flickered twice, and when she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Dalbe's melancholy peach eyes.

"Dalbei?" Rong Bao'er's eyes were blank, and the memory before fainting revived in her mind, which made her originally gentle eyes become hatred.

She stared at Dalbe with hatred, and asked coldly, "Why did you send someone to kill my adoptive father? What did he do wrong?"

Dalbe's arms froze under Rong Bao'er's gaze, and his eyes slowly filled with heartache after being injured, "Anna, you finally woke up? I have been worried about you."

"Hehe, I don't need your worry!" Rong Bao'er sat up from the bed, trying to distance herself from Dalbe, "Your concern makes me terrified, Dalbe, how many things have you hidden from me? Why do you have to Send someone to kill my adoptive father?! You are really terrible! Desperate!"

"That's right, I'm scary! I'm insane!" Dalbe laughed wryly at Rong Bao'er's scolding, "But Anna, I love you!"

"I can't bear your love, Dalbe, you scare me." Rong Bao'er slowly shook her head at Dalbe, "My memory is blank, Dalbe, tell me what you did to me what?"

"An'an, what do you think I will do to you? I love you so much, I'm afraid you will be wronged. Why can't you accept me? Is it really so difficult to fall in love with me?" Dalbe's voice filled the air Bitterness, persistent want to get an answer.

"Dalbe, I know you really care about me. But your love is so terrible that I instinctively want to escape. I don't know what kind of secret it is that can drive you so mad that you actually send someone to kill me foster father."

Rong Baoer looked at Dalbe accusingly, "Tell me, what kind of past do I have?"

"An'an, can't we start over? Can't you forget those unnecessary things?"

Dalbei's eyes became wild, he stood up and walked to Rong Bao'er, and grabbed her hand tightly, "Anna, will you leave with me? You don't like this place, we can change to another place and start over."

Rong Bao'er withdrew her hand and shook her head at Dalbei, "Darbei, I don't want my mind to go blank when I recall the past. I want to have my own memories, whether they are bitter or sweet, I don't want to be ignorant. I am too tired to live like this, even if I am alive without memory, what is the difference between me and a dead person?"

"Those things are not important, Anna, you trust me!"

"What do you believe in? You are forced to believe that you sent someone to kill my adoptive father? Dalbe, tell me, how should I trust you?"

Rong Bao'er's eyes were full of disappointment, and she didn't even want to look at Dalbei again, "I know you won't let me go, so let me fend for myself! Dalbei, if I can't remember Those pasts, when Ozawa grows older, I will leave this world. I am really tired, and I really want to sleep like this forever, really."

The despair in Rong Bao'er's eyes was like an iron rod, slamming into Dalbe's heart.

All his previous expectations were shattered by this desperate look.

"An'an, don't worry, I will never let you leave this world." Dalbe's voice was so low that he could hardly hear him, he walked downstairs with heavy steps, and said tiredly, "Come with me."

Rong Bao'er didn't know where Dalbe was going to take her so late.

But thinking that she might find those memories she had lost, she resolutely followed.

Hearing Rong Baoer's footsteps following behind him, Dalbe stopped, turned around and smiled miserably, "An'an, are you so anxious to leave me?"

Rong Baoer sighed, "Dalbei, I just want to know what kind of past I have."

"What if this makes you leave me?" Dalbe murmured, not knowing whether he was asking Rong Bao'er or himself.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ozawa who was sleeping beside him, walked over and hugged him into his arms, and then whispered, "Let's go."

Rong Bao'er didn't know why Dalbei wanted to hug Ozawa together, and followed behind Dalbei suspiciously, "Where are you taking us?"

"Go to meet someone, and then you can decide whether to go with him or stay." Dalbe said wearily, hugging Ozawa who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

Just now he told Yun Haotian that he and Anna already had a child, Yun Haotian said he didn't care, maybe he didn't believe what he said?

If he carried Ozawa down now, would Yun Haotian leave angrily?

Then Anna would stay and no one would bother them again, right?

With this faint expectation, Dalbe hugged Ozawa like a treasure, and brought Rong Bao'er to the pear garden.

The pear orchard in the night is full of flowers, and the faint fragrance of pear blossoms is elegant in the forest, refreshing.

Dalbe led Rong Bao'er through the pear grove, his nose was filled with the fragrance of flowers, but his heart was bitter.

"Dalbei, where are you taking us?" Rong Bao'er asked softly, but her heart beat violently, and her intuition told her that something was going on.

"You wait here, I'll be right back." Dalbe said, holding Ozawa in his arms and preparing to leave.