Temporary Wedding

Temporary Wedding
Chapter 112 The Lost Memory


“President Jiang, are you okay?”


Leesang's male assistant felt that something was wrong, immediately forward looking at him for a bit.


“Head hurts a little.”


“Is it because of the wind? Rest first here.”


“Eng.”


“John gives the assistant a golf stick, walking to the rest area on the side while holding his head.


The waiter rushed to serve a glass of warm water.


In this life of John, without a doubt was a very desirable life for everyone.


Since childhood born in a rich and distinguished family, was the grandson of five generations of the Jiang family.


Having an extraordinary talent for intelligence and wisdom, his body is also very healthy.


A talented student in Cambridge, after returning home to the country takes on a family business expert.


His looks were handsome more than ordinary people, his every word and behavior were very elegant and calm.


Such a perfect person, there was really no lack in the slightest.


Besides five years ago….


This matter, only people within the Jiang Family knew about it.


John five years ago, there was an accident.


Finally on the hospital and lying down for three months.


Then, after recovering from his discharge from the hospital, he forgot the memory of a full year that happened five years ago.


Five years ago, John was only 22 years old, when he was still not abroad.


Actually what has been experienced, along with what kind of person, next to him what kind of friends.


He was right not to remember it anymore, thinking no way he could remember it.


The University of Technology in City J, but did not get any results.


Already asked his old classmate, but everyone could not say anything.


Everyone said it was an ordinary year.


But John's subconscious told him, that year he must have forgotten a very important problem.


But try as hard as anything, still can not remember it.


These past few months, sometimes a fragment of shattered memories has come to light.


It always vaguely felt the girl was calling her name.


What the girl looked like, she really could not remember clearly.


“The problem I told you to investigate is there a result?” John asked the assistant.


“Eng, already investigated, still no news, president Jiang…. Problem five years ago, I don't think you're too stubborn either…. It's been a long time, at that time you were climbing because of slipping down the cliff, the Director and Madam were surprised to faint, fortunately you finally have no big problem, regarding the lost memory, the doctor has also said it, maybe your subconscious who chose to forget it, does not want to remember the terrible scenery when it fell down the cliff, why are you still so stubborn?”


John slowly drank a mouthful of water.


“Actually this is not stubborn, I just feel, that part of the lost memory, there should be something hidden, otherwise it is impossible these days to keep remembering it repeatedly….. For me, the loss of memory of one year, is an imperfect life, I have the right to know the facts, to rediscover the missing part, I do not want to leave any regrets in my life.”


“What president Jiang said was not wrong, but…. Suppose after getting the truth, realize it is not the same as you think..”.


“Oh? These words what does it mean?


John saw Leesang, this was an assistant he trusted very much, also very clever, always understanding with the heart of his superior.


“You always say there is a girl in a dream, or in your mind there is a girl who is foreign…. Now that you're looking for her back, then what about the young mistress? Will you be willing to divorce? If the opposite way of speaking, even though you can give up young mistress, if the girl is married to someone else? If you remember it is not afraid of yourself suffering?”


All these Leesang words, to be honest, had never been thought of by John.


Right too, if it did get the girl he had in his memory, then what about Lina?


Do I really need to get divorced?


Thinking up to here, John even had an unclear sense of stress.