The So-Called Truth

An Qi was surprised by how unreserved she was in front of the Leng Jin. She had not even finished a glass of red wine before him about the past 10 years of her life in great detail.

After hearing what An Qi had said, Leng Jin did not reply, but kept just gulping down wine.

An Qi put down her glass and said, "Mr. Leng, your way of drinking is very harmful to your health."

"Miss An Qi, of course I already know that. Have you forgotten that I am also a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine?" Leng Jin replied to An Qi, his eyes flickering like stars.

This starry-eyed look from Leng Jin made An Qi's mind flash with memories. In the heat of the moment, she subconsciously bit her lips.

"While you are still clear-headed, I want to ask you about something…" An Qi said.

"Huh? What is it?" Leng Jin held up his glass and looked at An Qi as he drank some more wine.

"Twenty years ago, there was a kidnapping case near the Jiangdong Bridge. At that time, I was six years old. I wonder if you knew about it?" An Qi asked, while staring hard at Leng Jin, hoping to get a definite answer from him.

"Oh, that case..." Leng Jin sighed softly, while An Qi's breathing became more intense. "I had almost already forgotten about all it."

It was him!

It was really him!

An Qi's breathing slowed down. She had never expected to see her benefactor, the man who saved her life twenty years ago, to be sitting in front of her! Leng Jin saw An Qi's surprised expression, so he put down his wine glass and placed his hands on her trembling shoulders.

"It's all right. I'm here," he reassured her.

Such a kind sentence made An Qi's tightly-closed lips open up, while her eyes filled with tears. Then, as the tears silently flowed down An Qi's cheeks, Leng Jin gently wiped them away.

Just when Leng Jin was about to embrace her in his arms, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and she got up, grabbed Leng Jin's wrist, and attempted to pull him away as she said, "I want you to come home with me and make it clear to my father that my mother's car accident was not a simple accident, but that she was knocked down by the kidnappers in order to buy some time and save us!"

Although An Qi was attempting to pull Leng Jin forward, he remained motionless. At this moment, a shadow was cast on Leng Jin's face, making him look several years older instantly.

He then said in a quiet tone, "An Qi, I didn't think that you were the little girl I was kidnapped with. To tell you the truth, since the kidnapping happened, I went to France to study, and I only came back recently."

"Oh, then it's no wonder that I haven't heard from you for so many years," An Qi muttered to herself.

"The reason why I left was not that I was frightened by the kidnapping case, but because, in the process of escaping, my brain was severely damaged and I lost most of my memory, which led to a serious illness. As European research centers were among the top in the world at that time, so I was actually forced to go there and seek treatment," Leng Jin explained, while staring into An Qi's eyes.

At this time, An Qi seemed to be in a daze. She was wondering why God had played such a joke on her. After all, she thought that she had finally found a witness to prove the cause of her mother's death, yet this same person had just now told her that he had lost his memory!

Leng Jin shook his head, then said, "An Qi, I'm so sorry. I'm afraid I can't help you with what this case."

Just when Leng Jin was about to move forward towards her, An Qi shook off his hand and retreated several steps, instantly increasing the distance between them.

"An Qi..." Leng Jin's voice trembled slightly, causing the rest of the people at the grocery store to look over at them.

An Qi tilted her head, looked at Leng Jin, then asked, "There's one thing that has puzzled me, and I wonder if you can give me a definite answer about it?"

"Go on and ask. Anything I know, I will tell you everything." Leng Jin felt bad to see An Qi feeling so sad. She was really the last person who he would ever want to hurt.

"If you really went to Paris after you lost your memory, then why did no one in the city talk about the kidnapping case? Even the police and the media seemed to be ignoring the case, too." An Qi voiced her wonderings aloud.

At this point, Leng Jin knew that this matter could not be concealed any longer. So, he took a deep breath, returned to his seat, then waved and invited An Qi to come sit down next to him.

With heavy footsteps, An Qi walked over and sat beside Leng Jin. Her chest felt as if it had been stuffed with cotton balls, as she could neither cough nor swallow. In short, she felt horrible.

Leng Jin handed An Qi a glass of water and said, "An Qi, I am known to most people as a fashion designer, but have you heard of the Leng Group?"

An Qi squinted as she repeated his words, "The Leng Group?"

Leng Jin replied, "Yes, I am actually the first young master of the Leng Group. At the time of the kidnapping, our group was just about to be listed. Back then, if the news of my abduction had spread, it would have certainly affected the listing plans."

He then added, "In the end, since I was found, my family did not pursue the matter any further. In fact, they even bribed all of the media outlets in order to block the news. This explains the situation that you described."

Leng Jin has surprised even himself that he had come completely clean with An Qi. It seemed that it was difficult for him to hide any secrets in from her.

But, he had to wonder… By revealing everything to An Qi, as she is so emotionally fragile, will An Qi be able to accept it?