Encounter with a Traveling Married Couple

Charles Yin nodded with a gentle smile. "Yes, these flowers are used to make perfumes and essential oils. Hokkaido's crisp climate and extended blooming season ensure the purity and precision of the floral fragrance."

Only now did Cici remember that the Yin Consortium had its own top luxury brand.

This brand not only covers clothing, bags, shoes, and jewelry, but also perfume and beauty industries.

Among them, the perfumes produced by the Yin Consortium are absolutely the favorites of elite professionals.

The price of a single bottle already exceeds that of gold by weight, and sometimes it's simply unavailable no matter the price.

Only fifty bottles are released each year, and they're usually sold out before they even hit the shelves.

Even with money, you might not be able to buy one. Most of them are used by the Yin Consortium as prestigious gifts.

"If you like, I'll save one for you." Charles Yin said with a smile, looking at Cici.

Cici shook her head slightly. "No, they're always in short supply every year. I don't want to take away someone else's chance."

"What's meant for you, no one else can take away." Charles Yin looked at Cici with meaning in his eyes, his gaze growing deeper.

Cici's eyes fluttered lightly. With that kind of intensity, she really couldn't handle it!

Just then, the melodious sound of church bells rang out from a distant chapel.

Cici pressed the accelerator and drove toward the church.

The car stopped by the roadside, and she saw a couple, surrounded by family, signing their lifelong vows under the priest's blessing.

Charles Yin suddenly grabbed Cici's fingers, holding them tightly. His voice was firm: "I didn't give you a grand wedding last time, I'm sorry. This time, will you let me make it up to you?"

Cici's heart started pounding wildly.

Was he... proposing?

But she still hadn't recovered her memories. She still wasn't ready. And he hadn't... gotten her family's permission yet.

Cici quickly lowered her head, no longer looking at Charles Yin.

"Cici, we've already wasted so much time. Life is so short, I don't want us to have any regrets about our future." Charles Yin's deep voice carried a persuasive power that made Cici's heart race. "You saw it yourself—the men of the Yin family are all the same. Either they play through life never falling in love, or once they do, they fall so hard there's no turning back. My father was like that, and so am I. My father could give up the Yin family and all of us for the obsession in his heart. I'm the same. I would give up everything I have for you. Cici, these aren't just sweet words—they're the truth from my heart."

Cici's eyelashes trembled even faster.

"I've already made a deal with the Inagawa-kai. The batch of Forbidden Serum that almost destroyed you three years ago now has an antidote. I've sent the drug's formula and effects to the Yun Family. As long as you agree, you can restore your lost memories and keep the ones from the past three years. Cici, if after regaining your memories you still can't love me, I... I will..."

Charles Yin couldn't finish his sentence.

Could he really let her go?

No, he couldn't!

Absolutely not!

Letting her go would be like ripping out his own heart!

Charles Yin suddenly pulled Cici into his arms, blurting out incoherently, "No, I won't let you go! After finally finding you, I'll never let go! Gu Xixi, listen to me—this lifetime, I won't let go! Even if I have to tie you to me, you won't escape!"

Hearing Charles Yin's domineering yet irresponsible words, Cici couldn't help but laugh in disbelief.

"Gu Xixi! We're getting married as soon as we return home! No refusing, no excuses!" Charles Yin pressed Cici's head against his chest. "Listen! You're right here, you've never left!"

Listening to Charles Yin's pounding heartbeat, Cici felt a tingling current run through her, electrifying her entire body.

The scent that belonged only to him filled her nose, making Cici's heart race uncontrollably.

Maybe she'd fall for him even before her memories came back?

Even though she hadn't regained her memories yet, her body seemed to have a natural instinct for him.

Every time he got close, she couldn't help but blush and her heart would race.

Charles Yin had been talking for a while, but Cici hadn't replied at all, making him a little anxious.

Just as he was about to reaffirm his resolve, Cici leaned against his chest and softly said, "Didn't I tell you I want to recover my memories? If I can be sure we truly love each other, then no one can break us apart!"

But if they weren't truly in love, what would she do then?

After all, she really didn't dislike him—in fact, she was already starting to like him!

A flash of wild joy appeared in Charles Yin's eyes. He gently cupped Cici's face and, trembling, pressed his lips to hers.

This kiss was gentle and full of devotion.

It was pure and clean, without a trace of desire.

By then, the wedding in the church had ended. The bride and groom came out happily, taking photos with their families.

Cici watched them with a smile, sincerely wishing them happiness.

They didn't seem to be locals, but tourists. A few of them were even speaking Cantonese.

Cici didn't linger. She started the car and drove away, heading forward.

Several cars followed behind her Land Rover, all assigned to protect Charles Yin and Cici.

When Cici sped up, they sped up; when she slowed down, they slowed down too.

When Cici drove slowly, they followed slowly.

Ahead stretched acres of flower fields under a blue sky with white clouds—a breathtaking view.

A phone call shattered the quiet atmosphere between them. Cici steered with one hand, pulling out her phone with the other. When she saw the number, her pupils contracted instantly.

"Let me drive." Charles Yin glanced at the number on the screen and said, "Just answer your call."

Cici didn't refuse. She stopped the car, switched seats with Charles Yin, and answered the call. "Mom?"

(Irrelevant to the novel's story, skip this line.)

The call was from Mrs. Yun.

Cici felt a bit guilty toward Mrs. Yun.

This time, she hadn't notified Mrs. Yun directly about coming to Japan—she'd told Grandma Yun instead.

"Child, if I don't call you, are you never going to call your mom?" Mrs. Yun's voice sounded a little tired. "The moment I'm not home, you start causing trouble?"

"Mom..." Cici couldn't help but speak, wanting to explain but not knowing how.

"Alright, no need to explain. I trust you—you've always been a sensible child." Mrs. Yun sighed helplessly. "I've already heard that the Yin family got the antidote from Japan. The drug's formula has been analyzed and confirmed safe. But my daughter, are you really sure you want to remember everything from the past?"

Cici bit her lip and replied, "Mom, I'm sorry. I know you want me to marry Zi Xin, but I've never had those feelings for him. I also know that if I don't marry him, it will cause a lot of trouble for the family. But love is love—there's no reason behind it."

Sitting in the driver's seat, Charles Yin couldn't help but feel overjoyed when he heard Cici's words.

"Alright, Mom only wishes you a safe and happy life. I won't ask about anything else." Mrs. Yun sighed softly. "Cici, do you know why I left home this time?"

Cici said nothing.

"It's to see your adoptive mother." Mrs. Yun said gently, "Jian Xiao hasn't been doing well these three years. Her health is fine, but her mood seems depressed. Years ago, I promised you I'd take care of her. I'm grateful she raised you, and I've always asked people to look after her, but I didn't expect things to turn out like this."

Jian Xiao... her adoptive mother...

Cici suddenly felt a headache.

Why were all these memories gone?

If she had another mother, how could she have forgotten all this?

Cici's determination to regain her memories grew even stronger.

"Ah, look at me! You've only decided to regain your memories, so you can't remember these things yet! I'm telling you all this so you won't worry about the family—I'll handle everything! Oh, and your birthday is coming up in a month or so, so come home early. The Mo Family will send many people for your birthday, so manage those relationships well and don't let the Yun Family get talked about. Also, bring both of my grandsons. Even though I don't want you to go back to the Yin Family, that child is still your flesh and blood." Mrs. Yun continued.

Mrs. Yun kept talking, and Cici's eyes grew hot as she listened, only able to answer with soft hums.

After hanging up, Charles Yin glanced sideways at Cici, staring at her for a full ten seconds.

Cici held her phone for a long time before she finally spoke softly, "When will my treatment begin?"

Charles Yin tapped the brakes, stopping the car steadily by the roadside. He turned to look at Cici. "Are you really ready?"

Cici nodded firmly. "Since I've decided, the sooner the better! I want to recover all my memories—and take on all my responsibilities!"

Charles Yin smiled with satisfaction.

His little mole was getting braver and braver.

"Alright, three days from now, in Osaka. I'll have everything prepared as quickly as possible. And to ensure your safety, I've invited the Yun Family's research institute to help protect you." Charles Yin's voice was so excited it turned hoarse. "Cici, come back soon!"

Cici looked up at Charles Yin. For the first time, she didn't avoid his gaze and nodded seriously.

"But weren't you in Japan for business? Will this delay your work?" Cici couldn't help but ask.

"Your business is my business trip!" Charles Yin replied with a triumphant smile. "Aren't we getting things done right now?"

Cici couldn't help but laugh, and didn't say anything more.

Since she'd decided to regain her memories soon, they didn't linger and headed straight to Osaka.

As Japan's second-largest economic center, Osaka truly lived up to its reputation as a famous scenic spot.

The streets were packed with tourists, and everywhere you looked, two-dimensional and three-dimensional worlds collided.

Cici couldn't even describe her feelings at the moment—they were just so complicated.

As soon as they arrived in Osaka, Xiao A handed the phone to Charles Yin. "President, it's a call from Count Phil."