As the clothes were about to be stripped off, Jiang Ziyu took out her silver needles and, with quick precision, inserted them into Di Mingjue's acupoints.
The next second, the man fainted, his sturdy body collapsing into Jiang Ziyu's arms.
After dragging Di Mingjue onto the bed, Jiang Ziyu went to wash her face.
Her heart pounded relentlessly, and the woman in the mirror had cheeks flushed as red as fire.
Why was this man, Di Mingjue, so unruly?
Even if he recognized her as the woman from six years ago, did that give him the right to lay hands on her and do as he pleased?
Fortunately, she had brought her silver needles with her, otherwise, she would have truly been taken advantage of.
The next day at noon, Di Mingjue finally woke up.
His head felt as if it were splitting open.
He opened his eyes to a vast expanse of darkness.
Di Mingjue paused, remembering everything.
He had been showering in the bathroom when his vision suddenly returned, and then he had seen the woman from six years ago.
But after a short while, he had fainted.
Was that woman from yesterday still here? Di Mingjue desperately wanted to know the answer!
"Someone!"
Just as Jiang Ziyu had finished simmering a nutritious soup for Di Mingjue, she heard the voice and walked into the room.
"What is it?"
The man looked sleepy-eyed but exuded a charming nobility.
His dark eyes reflected nothing, clearly indicating that his vision was gone again.
Jiang Ziyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Jiang Ziyu? Is that you?"
At the sound, Jiang Ziyu's relaxed heart tensed once more. Had Di Mingjue discovered she was the woman from six years ago?
"I..."
As she was contemplating how to explain, she heard Di Mingjue ask, "Is the woman from last night still here?"
Jiang Ziyu fell silent. Did Di Mingjue still think it was another woman yesterday?
After a long silence, Di Mingjue grew anxious and asked with a frown, "Why aren't you speaking? Could it be that the woman from yesterday was you?"
Jiang Ziyu rolled her eyes in frustration. She had been taken advantage of, and she couldn't even complain? Could anyone be more wronged than her?
"It's really you?!"
"Yes! It's me! Have you not seen a woman in eight lifetimes? You almost ate me alive!"
Di Mingjue was stunned.
How could it be Jiang Ziyu?
Why did this woman look so much like the woman from six years ago?
Could it be...
No! Absolutely impossible.
Jiang Ziyu was so overbearing and thick-skinned; she could never be the woman from six years ago.
That woman was demure, gentle, and pure; how could she compare to Jiang Ziyu...
He must be seeing things; he had mistaken her!
Di Mingjue's heart was filled with disappointment, and he said faintly, "I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else."
Hearing this, Jiang Ziyu also relaxed somewhat.
"Mm! Then I won't pursue it." It was like being bitten by a dog...
Jiang Ziyu dared not say the latter half aloud.
Jiang Ziyu opened the nutritious soup and poured a small bowl to feed to Di Mingjue.
"This is a soup that Qianqian and I brewed for you. It's very helpful for your recovery."
"Mm."
Di Mingjue sat up and obediently drank the soup.
He absentmindedly looked in Jiang Ziyu's direction, trying to get a clearer view of her appearance, but all he saw was darkness.
After finishing the soup, Di Mingjue's assistant, Shen Lin, arrived to report on the work of the past few days.
Although Di Mingjue had not gone to Di Jue Group since waking up, he had used forceful means to reclaim most of his power, secretly implemented some measures, and purged some spies planted within the group.
Returning the files to Shen Lin, Di Mingjue said in a deep voice, "In three days, I will officially return to the group!"
"President, rest assured! I will arrange everything."
"Mm, you may go."
As Shen Lin turned to leave, he happened to meet Qianqian and Jiang Ziyu. Looking at Jiang Ziyu's pure and beautiful face, Shen Lin was once again lost in thought.
So similar! Still so similar to that woman from six years ago!
Shen Lin quietly hid by the door, observing Jiang Ziyu. After Jiang Ziyu took Qianqian to school, he returned to Di Mingjue's room.
"President! I need to report something to you! Six years ago..."