Wang Zhi’s voice was very cold. He didn’t like to poke his nose into the affairs of others but since Mr. Mo had given him such a large sum of money, he would do his best to deliver what was asked of him.
He Xiyan looked at Mo Yixuan in confusion. She kept blinking at him and it was as though a million question marks were swimming in front of her which made her feel a little dizzy.
“I don’t remember borrowing any money from you, Mr. Mo…” she said doubtfully as she rubbed at her temples.
She was absolutely sure that she didn’t take any loans after she had lost her memory, so could she have borrowed money from this man before she lost her memory? Did he say that she borrowed more than a million dollars from him? What did she want to do with so much money?
The initial excitement in Mo Yixuan’s eyes was now replaced with agony. He bit his lips and the agony he felt slowly filled his eyes.
How could his Yan Yan address him as Mr. Mo and stare at him with such a confused and indifferent look in her eyes? Did she really not wish to see him? Why did she still hate him even after so many years had passed? Was she treating him with such cold indifference because she hated him that much?
He shook his head.
It was true that she did not borrow any money from him. He had only used this as an excuse to speed up the process of finding her.
“What are you doing here since I didn’t borrow any money from you? Mr. Mo, please leave!” He Xiyan said as she gestured for him to leave.
She didn’t know what he wanted from her but she didn’t recognize this man at all.
Mo Yixuan’s face froze and a layer of cold sweat dripped down his back. Why was she still addressing him as Mr. Mo and looking at him with such indifference? Was this truly his ex-wife?
“Yan Yan, why?” Mo Yixuan asked as he took a step forward and before he knew it, his hand was already reaching for her.
All he wanted to do was to pull her into his arms and hug her tightly.
He missed her so much, he truly did. He missed her with each passing day and there was never a day that he didn’t miss her since she left him.
He had searched so hard for her and waited so long for her since she went missing. The pain and despair had almost eaten him alive.
The confusion in He Xiyan’s eyes turned into shock when she saw him reaching out for her and she quickly took a few steps backward while Chen Jiahang suddenly stepped forward. His arm arced through the air as he grabbed hold of Mo Yixuan’s arm, then gave him a hard shove.
“Get lost!”
Chen Jiahang’s eyes were extremely wide and his eyes blazed with anger while his other hand had already balled into a fist. He looked at Mo Yixuan with such anger that it looked as though he was about to beat him up at any moment.
Yan Yan was his woman, she was his wife. He would beat this man up to death if he dared have any designs on Yan Yan, he swore he would.
Mo Yixuan stumbled backward from the force of Chen Jiahang’s powerful shove.
However, his gaze never moved away from He Xiyan.
“Yan Yan, tell me, what are you doing here?” he asked.
He felt as though his heart was being torn to pieces and as he bit his lips hard, his face gradually paled under the dim lighting.
He didn’t understand why she had chosen to hole up in this place and couldn’t understand why she refused to return to him even after she had divorced Ye Hao. Why was she pretending not to know him?
He Xiyan held her fingers tightly. She didn’t know what Mr. Mo was talking about nor knew what he wanted from her but she instinctively disliked this man.
She didn’t even know why she found him so repulsive.
“Please leave!” He Xiyan said coldly and motioned Jiahang to shut the door.