Impossible

"Wife, do you think Ah Heng really lost his memory?" Chu Zhiwen asked, cup after cup of tea.

"Does he still remember us?"

"I heard from Lu Chuan that he remembers us. He should have some impression of us," Madam Liu said this without much confidence. She couldn't help but sigh. "What exactly is going on? Sigh."

At this moment, a young servant girl who was far away rushed in. "Old Madam, Old Master, Master is here."

"You go down first." Madam Liu had lived in the county for so long, so she more or less understood the rules of a wealthy household. After she gave her instructions, the little servant girl did not stay any longer.

Then, footsteps sounded.

Madam Liu and Chu Zhiwen raised their heads and saw a tall and handsome man walking in.

"Third Son." When Chu Zhiwen saw Chu Heng, he was slightly surprised. This…Was this child really his son?

This aura was too terrifying.