Chapter 4: Your Family Has a Throne to Inherit?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

When Shi Su returned home, before she entered the house, she heard Shi Mianmian’s words.

“Daughter, you’re a little expert at demolition; only you can shake the whole sky when you cry. Do you really think you have the ability—”

Before she finished speaking, her footsteps halted as soon as she looked up.

The previously unconscious man was currently leaning on the edge of the bed with one hand while he half-sat. His hair was slightly messy because he had lain there and slept for three whole days.

She already knew that he was good-looking after seeing him in a coma these days, but she did not expect that after he opened his eyes…

Shi Su originally thought that many men could be described as good-looking, but at this moment, her eyes stagnated when she met the man’s gaze. She took a few moments to recover and then slowly approached the bed.

“You’re awake; it’s good that you’re not dead. Tell me your family’s contact information, and I’ll have them pick you up. You don’t have a cellphone or a wallet in your shirt and suit, so I really have no way of bringing you home. Now that you’re awake, hurry up and get out of my bed.”

She raised her hands and squeezed her shoulders. “You made me sleep on the sofa for three days.”

She glanced at the man on the bed. “I’m talking to you. Do you have your family’s contact information?”

The man glanced at her and replied simply, “No.”

He did not add any explanation, his voice sounding low and indifferent because of the serious injury.

“What? How could that be? You should have your parents’ and relatives’ phone numbers, shouldn’t you? How about your home address?”

Jing Jihan was silent for a few seconds, and then he answered concisely, “I don’t remember.”

He could not go back now; the timing was not right.

Shi Su’s eyelids twitched fiercely. She thought of the gravel on the cliff, as well as the grasses, that she had seen that day and then recalled that the man had incurred major wounds on his body and minor cuts on his head. Could it be that he… was suffering from amnesia?

This kind of vulgar story plot was quite outdated now.

She picked up her cellphone without thinking about it. “If you really can’t remember, then I’ll just send you to the police. I already saved you once, but we’re not relatives or friends, so I can’t leave you here.”

At this moment, the man saw that the drip above him was finished. He reached out and tore off the needle with one hand.

When Shi Su saw the few drops of blood on the back of his hand, she subconsciously rushed to the bedside. She took out the sterile cotton left by the doctor and pressed it at the back of his hand. “Have you really broken your brain? You actually tore off the needle in your state?”

Suddenly being held down by the woman, Jing Jihan caught a whiff of her faint fragrance. He glanced at the face of the woman, who had suddenly approached him, and inquired. “I’m so injured; can I stand the toss of the police?”

Shi Su’s eyebrows moved slightly, and she let go. Taking a step back, she looked at the man suspiciously. “How come you’re so calm if you don’t remember anything? Do you really not remember who you are, or do you just think that we’re easy to bully? Are you trying to fool me?”

The man pressed the disinfectant cotton on his hand and smirked lightly. “Even though I don’t remember everything about myself right now, I still have images of myself before the accident in my mind. I was on a winding mountain road when a car hit mine off the cliff. My car rolled along the edge of the cliff. That’s enough to prove that I only got injured because of the accident. At least, I’m not a bad person. Since you’ve already kept me for three days, it shouldn’t matter if I stay a few more days.”

“How could it not matter? I’ve already slept three days on the sofa…”

“I can sleep on the sofa.”

“That’s not the point! The point is that you’re of unknown origin!”

“I’m not a bad person.”

“Still no!”

“Yes.”

“…”

How could someone with amnesia be so calm after waking up?

He was calm and not panicking. There was definitely something wrong.

Furthermore, he was obviously lying in bed half-covered with injuries, but she inexplicably felt a sense of being commanded…

Did he have a memory disorder, believing that he was about to inherit a throne in his family?