"There's nothing else," Xia Meng answered.
Xinghe narrowed her eyes at her. "Are you sure?"
"Of course…" Xia Meng shook her head for emphasis but she felt Xinghe had seen through her.
Xinghe didn't continue this line of questioning, instead she questioned, "Then, how come I have a sneaking feeling the memory cell is not what Ye Shen wants?"
Xia Meng's expression froze.
"Ye Shen has absolutely no clue about the memory cells. What he wants from you is something else completely, something more important than the memory cell technology!" This time, there was vehemence behind Xinghe's words.
Xia Meng's face paled and her hands were sweating from nervousness.
However, she bit her tongue and didn't say a word…
Xinghe witnessed this and decided not to press her anymore. She said softly, "I have two last questions for you."
"What?"
"Was it your initial intention to completely wipe out my original memory?"
