The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

"How about this, Miss? If you really want to give it to your friend, I can consider selling it to you. But if your friend doesn’t like it, it must be returned within three days. We can only delay reporting to the U.S. headquarters for three days. If your friend doesn’t return it after three days, once it’s logged into the computer system, it truly can’t be returned.

Because even if it’s returned, the computer will still show your name, which would be unfair to other customers."

Hearing this, Xiaonuan’s pupils dilated slightly.

She lowered one hand and clenched her fist.

She awkwardly smiled and said, "I see... then I’ll think about it. I’ll call my friend later to ask when she’s returning to the country."

"Alright." The clerk smiled warmly and said, "If you decide to choose something, feel free to come by anytime."

Xiaonuan thanked her and walked out of the shopping mall.

She thought about it. If Nangong Zhongli wanted to do something to the necklace, he’d need more than just three days.

So... even if Manager An returns this necklace, it’s very likely that in the computer, the necklace will still show Nangong Zhongli’s name.

But how is she supposed to access their internal system?

Xiaonuan bit her lip slightly.

It seems she’ll need someone’s help with this matter.

All the way, Xiaonuan thought for a long time, but who can she trust around her now?

She definitely can’t ask Qin Yi, after all this time, Xiaonuan knows he is forever most loyal to Nangong Yaoling. If Qin Yi knows about this, then Nangong Yaoling will surely find out immediately.

Besides, given his relationship with Nangong Zhongli, asking him about this is indeed inappropriate.

Nangong Feihong?

No, in Xiaonuan’s eyes, he sometimes still feels like a big boy. His current focus should be on studies and a joyous life, she doesn’t want the pure and kind Feihong involved in this matter.

So... is Liang Shaochen the only option?

Walking by the roadside, the weather was clear and the warm sunlight shone on her beautiful and fair face.

Her clear black and white eyes seemed a bit dazed.

She looked at the vehicles passing by on the distant road, listened to the street vendors shouting loudly nearby, young couples walking past her flirting playfully, the scent of cream wafting by. A girl held a big bucket of popcorn, eating while feeding a handful to the boy beside her. The boy choked slightly, and the two laughed out loud, oblivious to others.

Across from the hospital, a pharmacy was having a promotion, and there was a long queue at the entrance.

Xiaonuan’s steps stopped by a lush silk tree, its tall branches shading her from the sunlight. She took out her phone.

She didn’t doubt whether Shaochen would help her, but it was precisely because she didn’t doubt it that she hesitated.

Because she didn’t want to owe him too much.

However, after repeatedly wrestling with her thoughts, until the people waiting at the bus stop across the street all squeezed onto the bus, which then drove away, taking the passengers with it, Xiaonuan hesitated but finally dialed the phone.

After all, he once had a part in this matter. Even if he wasn’t the instigator, asking him to help investigate should be reasonable.

Xiaonuan consoled herself this way.

Liang Shaochen was in a meeting, in a large conference room where the high blinds were drawn halfway over the floor-to-ceiling window.

A row of senior shareholders was fiercely discussing the acquisition of a movie theater, while Liang Shaochen, dressed in a neat suit, sat at the forefront.