Fan Jia's smile froze. She had expected him to hold her hand but the moment he lifted his hand, it went straight to the red string on his neck. As it was a thin string, she wouldn't have seen it if she hadn't paid attention. It was an amulet.
Fan Jia bit down on her teeth. She couldn't believe that even at such a moment, he was still thinking about the deceased Z!
The key to the hypnosis wouldn't fail.
In Golden Triangle, he had seen the video. Moreover, he had lost his memory. This meant that he was influenced; if not, he wouldn't have lost his memory. She just had to deepen it. The hypnosis wouldn't collapse!
Fan Jia looked into his eyes and continued to lower her tone. "Brother Mo, it's me."
"You?" Qin Mo's eyes glanced down.
Fan Jia seemed to see some hope, her eyes lighting up. "That's right, it's me, Z. Don't you remember? You have always been searching for me."
