Mu Xinghan's eyes were filled with growing suspicion as he fixed his gaze on the man before him, trapped in a state of extreme contradiction and struggle.
Fu Shihan, calm as ever, returned the gaze with a faint, almost mocking smile that made Mu Xinghan furious. He rushed up to him.
"What on earth is going on?!"
The moment Mu Xinghan grabbed Fu Shihan's collar, Jiang Cheng rushed over, brimming with hostility, pulling him aside and shielding Fu Shihan.
Fu Shihan lounged lazily on the sofa, chuckling at Mu Xinghan's impulsive reaction.
"Does a policeman hitting someone count as breaking the law?"
"What exactly are you trying to do?" Mu Xinghan's gaze was cold and harsh, unable to discern his motive for seeking him out.
Since he already recovered his memory, what else could he want with him?
"Take a guess," Fu Shihan smiled slightly, infuriatingly. "Guess when exactly my memory came back, guess how I recovered my memory, guess the reason I'm seeking you out this time."
