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Yichen turned around, his slender fingers pulling out a file, and handed it to her, "Take a look."

Xiaoqi took it in confusion, wondering what on earth this could be.

She opened it, and was instantly lost in a fog.

Real estate properties, jewelry, corporate stocks, equity funds, and more.

"Why are you showing me this?"

Yichen pointed to the signature line at the bottom, "Sign your name here, and all of these things will be yours."

"..."

Hers? The things he mentioned giving her just now amounted to this?

Has he lost his mind?

"If you give all these to me, won't you become a pauper?"

Yichen's expression cleared slightly, "In your eyes, is your CEO that poor?"

"..."

With a casual wave, President Lin handed her yet another file.

This time, Xiaoqi raised her defense level by a notch, sensing that whatever this file contained, it would definitely exceed her imagination.

Upon opening it, she was indeed dumbfounded, realizing it was easily on par with, if not greater than, the real estate, jewelry, stocks, and equity funds.

Inside was a check, and the amount written at the bottom... she counted it carefully.

Oh my god, 100 million, in US dollars.

Was she now a multi-hundred-millionaire?!

This shocking thought lasted only a few seconds before she quickly calmed down from her dazed state.

Could he be plotting another scheme to trap her?

Given the dark and calculating nature of a capitalist man, how could he possibly hand over his entire fortune to her on a silver platter?

There had to be some sort of conspiracy.

Xiaoqi looked at the composed man with spiral-shaped eyes, wondering if he was trying to hook her with these possessions. Was she the kind of person easily swayed by money?

Even if she loved money, she loved the money she earned herself.

She would never covet someone else's wealth.

Besides, she knew a thing or two about these matters, alright?

Did he think that because he was a professional in this field, she wasn't?

And did he take her for someone so easily fooled?

She wasn't foolish enough to fall into this trap.

Xiaoqi lifted her chin, questioning him in a firm and resolute tone, "Aren't stocks and funds considered movable property?"

"Stocks and funds traditionally belong to movable property, but given the current special circumstances, compared to me, these movable properties can practically be considered immovable."

What was that supposed to mean?

Yichen continued in a professional yet teasing tone, "Because in a sense, I am a collection of stocks, funds, and shares, inherently carrying currency symbols. Naturally, my liquidity is much higher."

Then, giving her a meaningful look, he said, "Xiyang, you'd better manage me well."

"..."

Why did his words sound so full of double entendres?

And his statement was something she had actually pondered before.

Still, just how much money did this guy have? It seemed like his wealth could build an entire nation.

He truly was wealthier than a nation!

***

Xiaoqi looked at him with wide, suspicious eyes, "Are you really giving me all this for free?"

Yichen gave a slight nod, "As long as you write your name on it, these things are yours. But from now on, you are not allowed to take money from my dad. Aside from my money and my things, you are forbidden from accepting anything from anyone else."

Xiaoqi was still in a state of disbelief, "Uhm, if you give me all this, won't your dad give you a hard time?"

Yichen smiled, "Rest assured, this is just the tip of the iceberg for our Lin family. You can accept it with peace of mind."

"..."

Really, oh so, so rich.

However, she would never take anything from someone for free.

Especially not this much, and not something so valuable.

"This is too much. If I accept it, I feel like I'll be crushed to death by money."

Yichen couldn't help but chuckle, "Just leave it there and pretend it doesn't exist."

"..."

Tell me, why is he suddenly treating me so well out of nowhere?

A sudden thought struck her: could he be using this money to humiliate her, just like before?!

She shoved the items right back into his hands, "I don't want them. Rest assured, even if you don't give me any money, I won't pester you anymore. I have to go to work."

"I didn't mean it that way," Yichen grabbed her hand, lowering his gaze to look at her deeply, "Xiyang, I was..."

"Let go of me," Xiaoqi's superpower malfunctioned again. She shoved him away and bolted out of the room.

Yichen made to chase after her, but Fang Li happened to walk in, "Mr. Lin, the meeting is all set."

Yichen withdrew his gaze.

A phrase suddenly crossed his mind: even a clever man cannot cook a meal without rice.

Then another thought followed: winning victory thousands of miles away through careful strategizing.

There is plenty of time ahead, so there was no need to rush.

***

Due to her out-of-control superpower, Xiaoqi materialized directly inside Yiyang's office.

Fortunately, Yiyang wasn't there.

Good heavens, so it really was true that he couldn't treat her well; the moment he was nice to her, her superpower would go haywire.

But when he mailed her those shoelaces, why hadn't her superpower reacted?

And when he got her slippers, or brewed milk for her?

Could it be............

He had grabbed her hand.

So whenever he grabbed her hand and treated her nicely, her superpower went out of control.

Ah, ah, ah! How could this be?

Fortunately, he was the cold and icy Lin Yichen right now, so she should be relatively safe.

"Xiyang, why are you in my office?"

"Huh?" Seeing Yiyang, Xiaoqi immediately snapped back to reality, "Oh, isn't there a project planning meeting coming up? I came in to get some documents from you."

"Ah, perfect," Yiyang lifted a large box he was holding, "Come on, help me smell the samples inside this box."

Xiaoqi hesitated, looking troubled, "No, I'm not very stable right now. Things will go wrong."

"Not stable?" Yiyang looked at her, then understanding dawned on him, "Are you still upset about my older brother kicking you out?"

"Not at all," Xiaoqi pondered for a moment, "Yiyang, let me ask you a question. Is there any way to completely delete a person from your own mind? Like erasing their voice, their image, their appearance, and every single memory of them?"

If she didn't erase him, her superpower would remain in danger >_<

Besides, he didn't remember her anyway.

If she deleted him, she wouldn't have to be troubled anymore.

Upon hearing this, Yiyang immediately assumed she was still angry with his older brother.

"Xiyang, actually my brother, he..."

"Don't mention him to me right now," Xiaoqi felt her superpower acting up again just hearing Yiyang utter the name Yichen.

"Just tell me what method can make someone forget a person."

Yiyang sighed silently. It seemed Xiyang was really furious this time, making it impossible for him to put in a good word for his brother from the sidelines.

"Xiyang, human emotions are strange. The things you care about the most are the hardest to forget. Similarly, the things you want to forget the most are the ones you remember the clearest." Pausing for a moment, Yiyang looked into her eyes and spoke involuntarily, "True forgetting requires no effort at all; it happens unconsciously."

Unconsciously forgetting?

Wasn't that what Lin Yichen did? He unconsciously forgot all about her.

Doctor Pan! Yes, right, I need to go see Doctor Pan.

Xiaoqi originally planned to wait until after work to see Doctor Pan, but she couldn't wait any longer and called him from the hallway.

Dr. Pan Sen, who had just finished a surgery, answered Xiyang's call with some bewilderment, "What's wrong? Is Yichen's amnesia..."

"No," Xiaoqi cut straight to the point, "Doctor Pan, do you have any pills that make people lose their memory once taken, just like Lin Yichen's condition?"

"I'd say you two really are a match made in heaven. One has amnesia and is desperately trying to recover it, while the other is perfectly fine yet begging for amnesia..." Only after saying this did Pan Sen process her words, "Xiyang, what you just said—you surely can't be trying to forget Yichen, are you?"

"I don't want to forget him either," Xiaoqi said with great distress, "but my body is acting up now. Whenever I bring him up, I lose control of myself. The closer he gets to me, or the gentler he is with me, the more out of control I become. He seems to have turned into some kind of spell over me. For instance, sometimes I suddenly rush toward him, and other times I suddenly pull away from him. He seems to have invaded my central nervous system, and my consciousness no longer feels like my own. In short, I completely lose self-control."

Hearing this, Pan Sen understood immediately. Wasn't this feeling simply falling in love with Yichen?

What is meant for you will always be; even with amnesia, they still fell for each other.

These two really had it rough. Separated for five years, and upon reuniting, both suffered from amnesia. Fortunately, they fell in love all over again. In his view, they would achieve a happy ending very soon.

Pan Sen replied with a serious tone, "Your symptoms are quite common. You just need to have a proper romantic relationship, and all those symptoms you mentioned will vanish entirely."

A romantic relationship?

Xiaoqi was dazed for three full seconds before realizing what he was hinting at.

"Doctor Pan, my body is malfunctioning, and you're still making fun of me? Do you even believe a word I say?"

"I do believe you, but what I'm saying isn't a joke," Pan Sen guided her step by step, "In my view, your symptoms are crystal clear. It boils down to five words: you like Yichen."

Hearing those final five words, Xiaoqi's heartbeat instantly accelerated, and her face flushed crimson.

She immediately retorted, "I—I do not like him! How could I possibly like someone as cold as ice? There's no way."

"If you don't like him, then why did you help him hide his amnesia?" Pan Sen asked, striking right at the heart of the matter, "If you don't like him, why were you so furious over his actions? If you don't like him, why do you experience all these symptoms around him?"

"I—I helped him hide it out of public spirit, just like Uncle Lei Feng, doing good deeds to help others. And I had my own motives, too," Xiaoqi said defensively, feeling a pang of guilt. "He made me mad, so of course I had a right to be angry! And as for having these symptoms, that's precisely why I need to forget him."

"..."

Pan Sen felt like he was speaking to a brick wall. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Xiaoqi chimed in again.

"He's essentially a virus to me right now, so I need to purge this virus immediately."

"But you've already been infected with this virus, and you can't purge it anymore," Pan Sen wisely noted, "Since you now like Yichen, from now on, whoever you look at, you'll imagine you're looking at him. Even when he's not by your side, you'll experience hallucinations that he's there. Have you had any similar symptoms lately?"

"Of course not!" Xiaoqi's guilt vanished at that; she had never experienced any such symptoms.

"That just means you lack a sense of security. Once you realize that the person you like also likes you back, you won't lose control anymore. You'll know that all of this is what you deserve, and that all of you is wholly accepted by him. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand."

Pan Sen: "..."

If she had been standing right in front of him, Pan Sen definitely would have knocked on her head.

After talking for so long, it was all nonsense to Xiaoqi. Too lazy to continue, Xiaoqi muttered a casual goodbye and hung up the phone.