Chapter 169 He Is Not Yunzhe

Chapter 169 He Is Not Yunzhe

Sure enough, as soon as they entered the hot pot restaurant and sat down, Yun Mu quickly ordered over a dozen dishes.

Only then did she realize that she was merely accompanying Si Nanjue for a meal, and it was her treat. "Um, why don't you order some dishes?"

Si Nanjue smiled, "No problem, what you ordered is enough."

Objectively speaking, Si Nanjue was a very well-mannered and talented nobleman.

It was clear that he wasn't particularly fond of spicy food, but he still accompanied Yun Mu through the entire hot pot meal with gentlemanly grace. From their conversation earlier, Yun Mu was also certain that Si Nanjue was an excellent neurosurgeon.

"Mr. Si, you indeed have a great talent in medicine. Have you been studying medicine in G country all along?" Yun Mu looked up at Si Nanjue, probing.

Si Nanjue slightly frowned and took a sip of tea. "No, I only stayed in G country for five years. During that time, because my mother fell ill, I had to return to Huaxia. After my mother passed away, I went to Europe, and I came back not long ago."

Yun Mu's eyes dimmed slightly.

He didn't seem like he was lying.

"No wonder you can't handle spicy food very well. It must be because you were in Europe. Perhaps I should have taken you for Western cuisine instead."

"It's fine; I love hot pot." Si Nanjue said, "Sometimes I feel quite split. For example, with hot pot, even though I can't handle spicy food very well, I feel like I should really enjoy it. It's as if someone else's consciousness has been inexplicably implanted into my mind..."

Yun Mu's expression changed, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Have you ever suffered a severe head injury? And experienced symptoms like amnesia?"

If someone had suffered a severe head injury, it was possible to implant foreign memories into their brain using unconventional methods, while erasing other parts of their memory.

Si Nanjue smiled, "Little girl, have you been watching too many idol dramas?"

"Really not?" Yun Mu persisted.

Si Nanjue's expression became somewhat complicated. "I haven't been in any car accidents, but when my mother passed away... I fell ill and had a high fever. When I woke up, my memories of those few days after my mother's death were a bit muddled. I was confused, but I didn't lose my memory."

Yun Mu's eyes dimmed again.

She took a sip of tea and her gaze suddenly fell on the mangoes in the fruit platter nearby.

"Have some fruit; it can help with the spiciness."

She handed him the fruit platter.

Si Nanjue reached out without hesitation and put a piece of mango in his mouth. He seemed to really enjoy mangoes and ate several pieces in a row.

Seeing Yun Mu staring at him eating mangoes, he was slightly surprised. "What? Do you like mangoes too?"

Yun Mu was convinced that this person was not Yunzhe.

Yunzhe was allergic to mangoes. When they were young, she once tricked him into drinking mango juice, which nearly cost him his life.

She shook her head. "I don't like mangoes; you eat them."

"By the way, there's something I've been curious about," Si Nanjue put down his fork and raised an eyebrow. "Last time, you mistook me for your brother. You have several brothers in your family. Which one did you mistake me for?"

...

Yun Mu took a sip of water. "None of them; it was just a simple mistake."

Oh? It seems that last time, this little girl was just looking for an excuse to strike up a conversation.

Si Nanjue subtly smiled, feeling inexplicably pleased.

...

In the President's office of the Emperor Group, Feng Shuo walked in with a cup of coffee. "Young Master, shall I call Young Lady to hurry up?"

At that moment, Huo Tingying stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his hand in his pocket, wearing a simple black suit that accentuated his remarkable demeanor.

The neon lights outside reflected on his handsome face, making him look incredibly charming.

Yet, such a charming Young Master was being stood up by his wife!

They had agreed to meet at seven in the evening to attend a concert together. What time was it now? What time was it?

It was already half past seven!

Huo Tingying took out his phone with one hand, lowered his eyelids, and then put it away. "Let's wait a bit longer."

He didn't want Yun Mu to think he was checking up on her.

Feng Shuo had been by Huo Tingying's side for so many years. No matter what difficulties or issues he faced, he always handled them decisively. But when it came to his wife, he became cautious, uncertain, and hesitant!

It was all Lu Shao's fault for introducing such a young and handsome doctor to his wife! Now their Young Master felt threatened!

"Young Master, it's normal for a husband to call his wife to hurry home. There's no need to be so... humble."

Huo Tingying gave him a cold glance, his voice low. "This is called trust between spouses. She will definitely come."

Alright.

Feng Shuo tactfully left the office.

While waiting for Yun Mu to return, Huo Tingying held a video conference with the senior executives of the group, harshly criticizing the leaders of various departments. Finally, Yun Mu arrived!

Hearing footsteps outside the office, Huo Tingying looked up and met Yun Mu's clear, probing, and slightly apologetic eyes.

Huo Tingying's pupils constricted slightly as he glanced at Yun Mu, then calmly closed his laptop and crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair.

He had an air of waiting for a reasonable explanation, or else.

"Darling, have you eaten yet? When does the concert start? How about we leave now?" Yun Mu's slender figure moved closer to him.

Huo Tingying turned his head away, ignoring her.

Yun Mu tilted her delicate face up to look at him and explained softly, "Okay, okay, it was my fault. I was called by Lu Nansen halfway through to meet a doctor and discuss Grandpa's surgery plan, so I took a bit longer. It's my mistake..."

"You discussed the surgery plan in a hot pot restaurant?" He looked at Yun Mu with evident disdain. "You reek of hot pot. Stay away from me."

"How delicious hot pot is! Smell it, smell it?"

Yun Mu deliberately brought her face close to him, and this playful gesture finally made Huo Tingying's lips curve slightly.

"You're smiling, so no more being angry." Yun Mu immediately grabbed his arm. "Come on, the concert probably isn't over yet. We can still make it."

Without further ado, she dragged Huo Tingying out of the office.

But by the time they arrived at the concert hall, it was already empty and everyone had left.

"It's okay. We can listen next time, or I can play for you?" Seeing Huo Tingying's dejected expression, Yun Mu comforted him.

However, Huo Tingying glanced at the stage and suddenly sighed, "There won't be a next time..."

Today was their 100th day wedding anniversary.

He had prepared a private concert for her here, but unfortunately, they missed it.