Mu Xinghan looked at Alex's greedy face, teasing and mocking.
"I can't guarantee anyone else, but if you touch that little thing Fu Yu'an, guess what that mad dog Fu Shihan would do?"
"Didn't you say you could make him forget?" Alex frowned with a headache, looking at the photos on the table again with reluctance, finding them quite appetizing.
About five or six years old, just right, it's his favorite stage to train.
"I said I could make him forget Su Wanxin, but I never said I could make him forget everything else. Moreover..."
"Moreover what?"
Seeing him hesitating to speak, Alex impatiently pursued.
"Moreover, even forgetting is useless, the whole world is helping him remember."
Mu Xinghan smiled complexly, at this point, whether he set up Fu Shihan or was being used by Fu Shihan, it's hard to say.
"If you could get everyone who knows about the two of them to come to me, then maybe there's some hope."
