Before Shui Jing disappeared, the Jiang family was planning their engagement. Shui Jing, working as an editor at a literary magazine, decided to take a round-island trip to bid farewell to her single life, but never returned.
During this time, although she sent messages through her mobile phone to indicate she was safe (now thinking about it, it was probably the work of that Guan surname’s scoundrel), it still made people anxious.
Jiang Yi Peng had almost searched the entire Taiwan, hired private investigators, spent countless human resources, time, and money…
All efforts were like stones sinking into the sea, without a trace.
Report to the police?
They did report, but after completing the missing person’s record, the police were helpless.
After all, she was an adult in her twenties, with her own feet, and without any criminal involvement. How could the police even begin to search?
The local police officer even sympathetically “consoled” Jiang Yi Peng, “Maybe… your fiancée has some kind of ‘pre-wedding phobia’, so… uh, she’s traveling a bit longer. She’ll come back once she figures things out.”
Jiang Yi Peng could only look up to the sky in silence.
Enduring endless torment, surviving countless sleepless nights, and now the truth is revealed. She drank the water of the River of Forgetfulness, forgetting everything.
Forgetting everything, including herself, and even marrying his younger brother!
He had originally held a glimmer of hope – that Shui Jing would recover her memories and return to his side, but…
“Hehe…” He let out a bleak, bitter laugh, and then forcefully downed another glass of whiskey.
He was in such pain!
If Shui Jing’s memory loss and marriage was the first blow, her pregnancy was the second blow, leaving Jiang Yi Peng unable to cope.
“Stop drinking!” Dong Yi Lin grabbed his wine glass, “A real man knows when to hold on and when to let go! So what if Shui Jing is married? If you love her, wish for her happiness based on her own happiness.”
He understood this reasoning, but his heart was aching, and the alcohol only deepened his sorrow.
“Try to think positively!” Dong Yi Lin became anxious, “Oh! You know I’m not good at comforting people. How about we go beat up Guan Long Ji to let out some anger! He used underhanded tactics to deceive everyone!”
