Chapter 1871 Waking up From a Dream (1)

After getting familiar with all the structures in the hotel in advance, I went directly to Room 6608 along the elevator corridor.

The watch on my wrist just reached eleven o'clock, and I raised my hand and knocked on the door a few times.

After about a few seconds, there was a beep from the door, and the door lock was opened.

Lan Yue's heart was tight, she took a deep breath, stretched out her hand to push the door open and walked in.

Inside was a presidential suite, through a small porch, into the hall.

I saw a tall and slender man, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the city below.

Hearing her coming in, he turned to look at Lan Yue, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"We meet again, Miss Lan. However, Miss Lan's memory is really bad. It's only been a few days, and she has completely forgotten my fiancé."

Lan Yue bit her lip. When she saw the short video before, she vaguely guessed that it was him, but she didn't expect it to be true.

"I agreed to attend the press conference before, but I was forced by my brother, not by my own will."

John smiled indifferently, "Oh? So what? Whether it was your will or not, the final result is the same. You and I attended the press conference together and announced to all the media that we were going to get engaged."

"So, now, I am your man, and you are my woman."

"I am not." Lan Yue immediately denied it.

"Don't rush to deny it."

John chuckled, stretched out his hand to touch his chin and looked at her, "As far as I know, Xiao Chen was not good to you before, and he had hurt you many times. The gunshot wound on your right shoulder was given to you by him. In addition, there are many more wounds that you can't see. This is why you didn't want to be with him before."

Lan Yue clenched her hands tightly and sneered.

"Even if it hurts, it's all in the past. Don't use this to sow discord."

John shrugged, "Whether what I said is true or not, you will know it naturally after you recover your memory."

"I don't care." Lan Yue replied straightforwardly.

John chuckled, "Is Xiao Chen so good? He makes you so devoted?"

"Yes." Lan Yue replied. There was no need to consider such questions.

"You are always so eager to make conclusions. This is not good."

John raised his lip, "Are you satisfied with the gift I gave you yesterday?"

"John, what do you want to do?" Lan Yue asked with gritted teeth.

John smiled with pursed lips, bent down to pick up a remote control from the table, and pressed the switch on the huge TV wall in the hall.

A dim picture appeared on the screen.

In a dark room.

A man was naked, his hands and feet were hung by iron chains and tied to a pillar, with scars all over his body.

Next to him was a burning brazier and a table with some things on it.

Because the light in the room was dim, Lan Yue couldn't see what was on it.

Thinking of the small video he received yesterday, his face turned pale instantly.

He turned his head suddenly and looked at John, "John, what do you want to do?"

But John smiled and gestured to the TV.

On TV, a man immediately walked out from the corner, walked up to the tied man, reached out and took something out of the red-hot brazier, and then poked it directly at the man.