Ye Ruoxue, following the old Xiao's instructions, brought A'niu back to the Xiao family mansion.
Old Xiao had already been waiting outside with people.
A'niu had fallen asleep in the car again.
Upon waking up, he lifted his head and saw Ye Ruoxue in the driver's seat.
"How come I'm here?" asked A'niu.
"Awake? I was going to ask you that. How come you were in that pile of rubble?"
Ye Ruoxue inquired.
A'niu shook his head, his mind a complete blank.
Amnesia?
A'niu truly couldn't recall anything.
"What's wrong?"
From the rearview mirror, she saw the dumbfounded look on A'niu's face.
"I can't remember anything that just happened," said A'niu, his head splitting with pain and patting his head.
"Then what's the last thing you can remember?"
Ye Ruoxue asked anxiously.
"I can only remember the events from the Murong family to the Hua family, nothing after that," said A'niu, trying hard to recall.
"Stop thinking about it. We'll talk about it once we get to old Xiao,"