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Chapter 1939 The young master who loves amnesia(2/2)

Mingshu naturally knew what was going on.

With a slightly complicated look in his eyes, he turned to Gu Shu and said, "Don't worry, Dad, I know what to do."

Gu Shu's heart was filled with excitement when he heard this call, and Zhang Shengli frowned at the side.

Do you want this?

My own woman calls this man her father.

I'll join in!

Such a big shot as Zhang Shengli actually...

I don’t think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the more worried I become, and I can’t find anything wrong with it at all.

Use two words to describe his mood at the moment.

Frustrated!

When he looked at the other woman next to him, when he looked at me, why was it so weird?

"Young Master!"

Yue Wushuang almost shed tears.

Several times I wanted to throw myself into each other's arms.

She endured it forcefully.

This situation was seen by Ming Shu on the side, but he didn't know what to say.

Such an interesting soul that people don’t know what to say, let alone how to explain it.

This is the current situation.

Yue Wushuang could only endure it forcefully, and there was no other way.

"Let's go back first. Now your young master can't remember anything, not even me.

So, don't push too hard.

The only thing he has not forgotten now is his own cultivation.

But don't worry, as long as his cultivation level improves, he will return to normal.

You can’t push too hard, or problems will arise.”

With such an explanation, the people in front of them no longer dared to be careless.

No matter what, this can't ruin the young master's future, can it?

In this way, the group of people headed towards the inner village.

Looking at the village in front of him, Zhang Shengli felt awkward and curious.

Um!
Chapter completed!
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