Stealing Your Heart

Nan Chen did not think that there was anything wrong with his actions. He had his boss’ best interests at heart.

However, after leaving the café, Jiang Mohan went to a hospital without telling him.

As his assistant, Nan Cheng knew his schedule well.

However, he did not inform him this time. He even turned off his phone so no one could find him.

After giving him a check-up, the doctor reached a conclusion.

“You’re suffering from amnesia. From the results of the check-up, it’s probably caused by a heavy impact to your head,” deduced the doctor as he looked at the report.

Jiang Mohan asked, “Can it be cured?”

“Yes, but it’ll require surgery,” said the doctor. “It’s also riskier.”

Any surgery had its risks, especially brain surgeries like these.

The word ‘surgery’ lingered in his mind for a long time.

He did not want to live a life without his memories, and he wanted to know who that woman was!

In order to do that, he must have his memory back again.

“Okay, I’ll arrange for the chief surgeon in the hospital, who is currently studying abroad, to conduct this surgery. He’ll return a week later and formulate a surgery plan before we settle the exact date of the surgery. Is that fine with you?”

was too long

left with no choice but

as soon as possible.” Jiang Mohan

doctor replied, “Sure,

Jiang Mohan drove

for him to stay in a new

initially stayed on the southern side of the city, but his new

Mohan returned home, he discovered a

dress. With her hair tied up into a simple ponytail, she was standing in the kitchen

Zong Yanxi used to wait for Jiang Mohan to come home

vision seemed to lose focus because the red dress looked so familiar, but he could not recall

“You are…”

woman turned around, revealing

His brows furrowed.

are you here?” asked Jiang Mohan in a very

there because Nan Chen arranged for her to do so. However, she evaded the question and instead asked with

she spoke, she

whipped out his phone and called the security guards

then did Li Xiaohui quickly explain, “Nan Cheng told me to

grim look crossed Jiang Mohan’s face,

the recipes Nan Cheng gave her. He said that these were Jiang Mohan’s favorite

taste of my cooking.” She carried the dishes to