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Jane Fan turned his head back to the projection screen and the bedroom became quiet again.

She read through the training materials extremely carefully, afraid that she would miss out on any scenes regarding her father.

Ling Chen switched to another set, which showed a full recording of an anti-drug operation. It was taken automatically by the motion device. Although the picture was not clear enough, it was sufficient for him to distinguish the country inside and the approaching danger.

There were several times when the machetes of the transnational drug dealers were about to hit Jian Guodong's head, but they were all narrowly avoided by him.

Jian Fan felt a burst of nervousness as he watched. Several times, he couldn't help but throw himself into Ling Chen's embrace, covering his eyes as he could not bear to look at him.

Jane Guodong was still injured, and her shoulder blade was hit by a homemade earth-pistol from a drug dealer.

Jane Fan's heart was in pain as tears streamed down his face.

In her memories, all she could remember was her happy life with her parents. Before their accident, she didn't know that her father had experienced such a dangerous situation.

Ling Chen quickly changed the disc, and this time it showed a warm birthday dinner.

It was a home with two bedrooms and a living room. There was a birthday cake on the coffee table in the living room. The white chocolate on the cake said "Happy Birthday to Jane Van" in red jam.

Was that her eighteenth birthday?

She seemed to have forgotten the scene of her birthday, so she wiped away her tears and looked at it very seriously.

After the camera was adjusted by a hand, the owner of the hand returned to the tea table. The thing blocking the camera was gone. The scene showed her together with her parents and their family. Surrounding the cake on the coffee table was a birthday scene.

That's her!" She was wearing a green dress and a birthday hat, and her hands were clasped tightly together as she closed her eyes to make a wish.

"Oh." Jane Guodong and his wife clapped. "Little Fan, hurry up and make a wish."

The image that appeared on the screen was very young and immature. Although her appearance did not change much, it was clear that she felt very bashful at that time.

She was still there, but her parents had long since changed.

Ling Chen turned off the projector and turned on the night-light. The room was warm and warm.

Jane Fan was lost in his memories, completely ignoring the fact that he was tightly holding her hand.

"You said that we were an unmarried couple, so when did we meet?" Jane Fan gently spat out a question. It was a faint but sorrowful and hoarse voice.

Ling Chen thought for a moment, then said, "That was the end of the first month of the year one or two years ago."

"I just graduated from the police academy and was assigned to the traffic police?" Jane remembered thinking of her on duty in her traffic uniform.

"Right." Ling Chen decisively chimed in: "At that time, in order to get your number, I purposely ran a red light, and didn't cooperate with the inspection. Do you still remember? That was when we met. "

Ah!" So beautiful, so romantic!

Ling Chen was slightly impressed with his ability to make up lies, and smiled proudly.

"Oh …" "Have my parents met you yet?"

"Of course, of course, both parents will know about the engagement, little fool." He lightly tapped the tip of her nose and smiled lovingly.

In order not to sweep away his excitement, she did not continue to question him.

It was already midnight. The four discs had been watching for more than four hours.

Jane Fan had been in the same position for too long. His legs were numb, and he could no longer straighten his waist. She pushed Ling Chen away and said: "It's time for me to go home. At this time, they should have finished talking."

Just as Jian Fan was about to get off the bed, Ling Chen shamelessly grabbed his arm, "Not good, if they really get to a place where they can't control their firewood, it'll be embarrassing for both of them if you rashly return."

Jian Fan angrily glared at him. "Stop talking nonsense. My brother isn't the type to bully girls."

"How can this be called bullying?" This is the expression of love. " Ling Chen blinked and tried to brainwash her.

Jian Fan didn't want to believe his nonsense. He was clearly a pervert, and he liked to randomly guess other people's thoughts. "Stop being so bored. Do you think everyone is like you?"

"Hey, men know what men think the best, so of course I have the most say. Even if he, Ye Han, is a righteous gentleman, can you be sure that Zhou Tong is not in a hurry and wants to use his body to keep his true love? "

Ling Chen simply let go of her hand, and lay back on both his hands. He turned his face to the side, looking at her complicated and conflicted expression.

What he said seemed to make a bit of sense. When it came to the topic of passion, he took the initiative to pounce on it … She really didn't dare to guarantee that Zhou Tong wouldn't do such a thing.

"Gudong!" The sound of him swallowing a mouthful of saliva with much difficulty was exceptionally clear in the quiet bedroom.

Jian Fan was a bit unsure. His voice sounded a lot weaker, "But if brother doesn't act recklessly …"

"Didn't you want them to be together? What, now that they are really going to be together, do you feel sad? Do you really want to go back and stop them from doing good deeds? " The corner of Ling Chen's mouth hooked up as a tinge of ridicule leaked out.

Jian Fan's heart skipped a beat. This wasn't what she was thinking.

"Stop bullshitting here, I never planned to go back. "I said go home to Uncle Yan's house."

"It's already 12 o'clock. Their entire family is definitely asleep. If you go at this time, they will definitely think something happened to you and they will be extremely worried."

Ah!" Jian Fan held his head and was about to go crazy from his mind attack. "Then, can I go open a hotel?

"That's a good idea, but at this time, it's already past one o'clock when you reach the foot of the mountain. There won't be any taxis on the highway, so you can choose to wait for a private car, but you have to think about the consequences."

Ling Chen smiled in a strange way. He raised his eyebrows, clearly trying to scare her.

"I can beat bad guys."

"Is something like this okay? Or did they give you some anesthetic? Do you not want them when you're so against me? "

Jian Fan looked at the four precious discs that were piled together. Gritting his teeth, he asked, "Then what do you think I should do?"

With the success of his evil scheme, Ling Chen suddenly came over and magnified his evil smile: "Very simple. Stay here for the night, I'll send you to work tomorrow morning."

Jian Fan looked at his smiling face, then at the large, soft, and luxurious bed. A chill went up his spine and he felt goosebumps all over his body. "No!"

"Where are you going?" Ling Chen rubbed the tip of her nose, his face full of love: "You sleep here, I'll go sleep in the living room."

How could he be so kind? So pure?

There was almost no need to think about it as Jian Fan subconsciously objected, "Not good! I'll go to the living room. You can stay here. "

She remembered that the last time the video had been recorded, it had been in this bedroom, this bed. There must be many pinhole cameras here, hidden out of her sight.

He's a peeping Tom, pervert!

"Deal!" Ling Chen straightforwardly slapped the table.

Just as Jane Fan relaxed and began to feel proud of his cleverness, he had no idea that he had already been let into the game.

When she finally reacted, she could only bite her lower lip in frustration. She wished that she could bite off her tongue.

After finalizing his plan, Ling Chen went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Lian Di led Jian Fan downstairs and laid him down.

Jian Fan calmed down a little. He seemed to keep his word, as if he really was going to sleep in a room.

Even the sleeper in Kingone was so luxurious that the luxurious crystal lights glowed with a warm red light. The oversized luxurious bed seemed soft and comfortable to the eye.

"Miss Jane, is there anything else I can do for you?" Lian Lang politely asked.

Jian Fan blocked her from the door, "No need, I can do it myself."

"Bam!" The door was closed and locked tightly.

She looked around the bedroom, still a little worried. He moved the single sofa stool to block the door. When he was sure it was safe, he clapped his hands and threw his clothes into the soft bed.

Ling Chen who had just finished his shower, looked at the monitor and saw Jane Fan's silly actions, could not help but laugh.

What a simple little woman. This was his home, so no matter how she tried to enter the bedroom, it would be useless.

He had originally wanted to tease her for a bit, but seeing her look so cute when she fell onto the bed and was snoring loudly, he really couldn't bear to do so.

The back of her neck was still injured. Despite the pain in her body and mind, Ling Chen still resisted the urge to make a move and didn't go down to harass her.

Let her have a good rest, he knew her stubborn temper. Zhang Chi had to take time to get along well, so the next time he had a chance to get along well. If he pushed too much, it would only backfire on him.

Ling Chen wiped his dripping hair and looked at the hair dryer hanging by the bed, slightly lost in thought.

In his mind's eye, he saw that time again. Her long hair was wet from the shower, and he insisted on snatching the hair dryer to help her blow it gently.

At that time, she was very cold, very stubborn, so stubborn that it made people's heart ache, cold to the point of freezing. There were always ways for him to deal with her, torture her, punish everyone she cared about, or deliberately trample on the so-called justice that she always defended.

Later, she learned to pretend. She learned to be silent and docile.

She was always silent, obediently allowing him to manipulate her. Occasionally, her resistance would also lose its sharpness and rigidity from before. He had enjoyed her meekness and pretence, but he knew it was not her.

From the torture, to the use, and then to the fact that she had disappeared, he had been completely thrown into disarray. Now that she had reappeared, he was extremely careful. He felt that he was not like himself anymore, that his heart was soft and fragile. Did he love her?

The curve of his lips rose higher and higher until his entire black pupils were covered with a bright smile like the stars.

He felt sweet and warm in his heart.

The gentle hum of the hair dryer became a beautiful piece of music played by a person with a clear heart.

Song Chengyou did have some skill, he edited the picture of Jane Yu into Jane Fan on the birthday party's disc. When he thought back to her dazed look as she stared at the screen, he found it funny.

The hypnotism of American psychiatrists was incredible. The people who originally had no interaction with each other, under the treatment of hypnotic memory, just a few words and a few pictures allowed a person with no memory to accept a new identity and a new past.

In addition to his admiration, he also thanked Yan Qirui. His consideration allowed him and Jane Fan to start over again.

When his hair was dry, Ling Chen sank into the quilt. As he thought about it, he fell asleep with a sweet smile on his face.