CHAPTER 200: 188: WIFE, ARE YOU TIRED OF ME_2

Day by day passed, and while the Xu couple waited for Xu Wan to change her mind, a piece of terrible news struck them one day, half a month later.

Xu Wan, while traveling with classmates, was on a bus that suddenly suffered brake failure, causing all eighteen passengers on board to plunge off a cliff.

"Honey, Little Wan... Little Wan, she..." Mrs. Xu’s tears fell uncontrollably, her hand clutching the watering can trembling nonstop.

"Don’t worry, Little Wan will definitely be okay." Xu Zhen’s throat felt as though it was lodged with sharp stones, leaving every movement piercingly painful.

"What do we do? What now... My Little Wan."

"The police still haven’t given us any news. We should go there ourselves. Little Wan is blessed; she’ll surely be rescued."

Xu Zhen was as terrified as anyone else, but as the head of the family, he knew if he panicked now, the family would crumble.

Perhaps his words gave Mrs. Xu some hope, as she quickly wiped the tears off her face, gathered her energy, and joined him in rushing toward the scene of the accident.

Over two hundred kilometers from the Imperial City, on a rugged and bumpy mountain road, vehicles were already parked everywhere, and the place was crowded with people.

Many parents of students hugged each other, crying their hearts out, even before getting close to the site. The oppressive and sorrowful atmosphere was palpable.

The Xu couple stood by the ambulance, and every time they saw a nurse carrying a stretcher, they couldn’t help but move forward to look.

But as one ambulance left after another, and still there was no sight of Xu Wan, the long-held composure of Xu Zhen finally broke, and he bowed his head, sobbing uncontrollably.

The rescue operation continued until the early hours of the morning.

In the accident’s aftermath, five people were confirmed dead, twelve injured, and one missing.

Xu Zhen could not believe his daughter would just vanish into thin air. Holding onto the belief that he had to see her alive or dead, he searched tirelessly for eight days without sleep.

It wasn’t until Mrs. Xu fell ill that he had to stay at the hospital to care for her, though his subordinates continued the search for Xu Wan’s whereabouts.

Two years later, Mrs. Xu unfortunately passed away; the double blow completely drained Xu Zhen of strength, and he finally gave up searching.

"But Auntie was still alive at that time, wasn’t she? Why didn’t she come home?" Xu Linchuan raised his eyebrows, a trace of confusion flickering in his eyes.

"I don’t know. But from my investigation, the Yu Family thought Little Wan was an orphan living in the wilderness with no parents or family."

Bringing up this matter, Xu Changxiao couldn’t help but be deeply perplexed.

With Xu Wan’s personality, after experiencing something like that, she would never go into hiding without saying a word.

Xu Linchuan’s eyes darted thoughtfully. "Did Auntie ever try to find that person she liked?"

"No."

"Then something is definitely off."

Several possibilities surfaced in Xu Linchuan’s mind, and after pondering for a while, he suddenly stood up. "Dad, I think Auntie must have lost her memory!"

While the idea of ’amnesia’ seemed somewhat cliché, falling from such height might very well have caused some kind of brain trauma, perhaps even a blood clot or similar injury.

"Mm, it’s not out of the question." Xu Fan, this time, surprisingly expressed agreement.

"See? Even my brother thinks so. Auntie must have stayed away because she lost her memory!"

"Bang—"

The sound of a cane rolling down the stairs rang out.

The hearts of those seated on the sofa clenched. They instinctively turned their heads in unison, only to meet Xu Zhen’s face full of complex emotions.

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As night fell, the bustling commercial street of Imperial City sparkled under the glow of countless lights. Crowds of people carried large shopping bags, strolling beneath the colorful radiance.

Across from the fountain square stood a silver-gray, fully glass-clad high-rise office building—the headquarters of U·M were located on its top floor.

At this hour, most employees had already left for the day.

Only Kevin and two designers remained, anxiously waiting for the appearance of a particular girl.

"Do you think that little diva won’t show up?" Kevin glanced at his watch and sighed deeply.

He still had a date later. If he were late and angered his sweetheart, he’d have no idea what chaos might ensue.

Just as Kevin couldn’t take it anymore and was about to call the girl, a faint sound of the door gently being pushed open reached his ears.

He swiveled his chair. "Ah, little diva, you—"

Before he could finish, he was greeted by a stunningly unfamiliar face, so exquisite that it rendered him speechless, leaving him awestruck.