"You had forgotten about everything when you met with your accident at that time. The thought of telling you about your past did cross my mind, but whatever had happened to the Mo Family was too grave and bizarre. I didn't know if you would believe me, and I was also afraid that you would lose your cool…"
Mo Xin.
Nian Xiaomu did not have any recollection of this name.
She only wanted to know what exactly had happened to the Mo Family three years ago.
Was her mother really dead?
Why did her father suddenly hate her so much and had even tried everything to kill her?
Furthermore, how had she suffered serious injuries from the fire that had always been present in her memories? How did Tan Bengbeng save her and escape the Mo Family…
There were too many doubts that Nian Xiaomu could not figure out.
She would have a splitting headache as long as she tried to recall her memories.