After I Lost My Memory, the Cold, Abstinent Tycoon Wiped Out My Enemies for Me
Ten sessions of electroconvulsive therapy could not erase even a fraction of Gu Huaixi's deep-seated hatred.
But they cruelly wiped away the only tenderness that had ever saved her from the abyss of hatred.
Flames soared over the Yan family ancestral hall, while fragments of memory seared her to the bone.
The blood feud that destroyed her family became a prison she could never escape.
She fled Jiangcheng in a panic and secluded herself in the remote mountains.
All she wanted was the mountain breeze at dusk, to heal her battered soul.
She never expected an old acquaintance to cross a thousand miles of mountains and arrive beneath the moon.
Shen Zhizhou, Jiangcheng's most powerful man, was aloof and abstinent, ruthless in his dealings, and feared by all.
Yet he crossed mountains and seas to find her at the gate of her little courtyard.
As he brewed tea beneath the eaves, every word he spoke was tender to the bone:
"I've wiped out every last remnant of the Yan family. I'll settle your score for you, once and for all."
Everyone lamented that the tycoon was cold and heartless.
No one knew he had hidden his devotion year after year.
She lost her memory again and again, fell for him again and again, and forgot him again and again.
Her memories kept fading, and he fought to fill the gaps with love.
She lived a peaceful life, innocent of it all.
He entered the game willingly, knowing it would lead to ruin.
