The escape plan that had been planned for half a year was completely disrupted by a car accident.
My husband, Lu Zeyan, the leader of the Lu Group, had his brain damaged and could only remember what happened before he was 22 years old, completely forgetting our three-year cold and suffocating marriage.
As a double major in law + architectural design, I took advantage of the situation and pretended to have amnesia, portraying myself as an innocent female college student who didn't know him, just waiting for an opportunity to fly away.
But I never expected that the boss who was so cold to me before I lost my memory would directly become my exclusive clingy spirit after I lost my memory.
My second uncle came to seize power, and he protected me tightly: "This is the mistress of the Lu family, who dares to touch her?"
I casually mentioned my dream, and he directly transferred 200 million without blinking an eye: "I will pay for your dream."
The studio was framed. He cleared all the obstacles overnight and threw all the evidence in front of me: "I will help you clean up the people who bully you."
Looking at the half-written running script in my hand, I was completely lost in thought.
I originally wanted to become invisible and run away, but in the end, the amnesiac tyrant chased after me to pet me. How could I write this script?
Until the congestion in his skull dissipated and he remembered everything, including all the injuries he had done to me in the past three years, including the night I tried my best to save him in the snow.
The man knelt down on one knee with red eyes and transferred all the assets in his name to my name. His voice was hoarse: "Yanyan, I was wrong before. Can you give me a chance to atone?"
I shook the marital property agreement that I had already drafted in my hand, raised my eyebrows and chuckled: "Want to atone for your sins? Sign this first."
