My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 905: Worlds Apart

In the hotel, Mengyao met up with the two groups that visited Ye Fan—Han Bihong and Zhang Lu.

At this moment, Mengyao, Qiu Wen, and Zhang Lu were still discussing strategies.

They had already set up the strongest defense; now it was up to see how strong the enemy really was.

"Mengyao, according to your plan, is it alright for us to put so much pressure on Ye Fan? Could it backfire, and if Ye Fan feels too pressured, might he not remember what to do?" Zhang Lu voiced her concern.

"Fu Miss has the most authority on this matter," Mengyao directed the conversation to Fu Huixia.

"Everyone, rest assured. As for Ye Fan, the more pressure he faces, the more motivated he is to remember who he is. We’ve already applied the maximum pressure on Ye Fan; now it’s up to his own efforts." Fu Huixia said insightfully.

"That’s right. If Ye Fan doesn’t want to remember his past, too much pressure could backfire. But I can tell Ye Fan is also troubled by not remembering himself. So, let’s make it simple," Mengyao calmly said, "giving Ye Fan enough stimulation and pressure will turn it into motivation."

"Miss Chu’s understanding of Ye Fan is enviable," Fu Huixia remarked sincerely.

"What’s enviable about it? In my view, she’s too harsh on Ye Fan, putting all the burden of life and death on him. We must realize Ye Fan is currently suffering from amnesia - this is a heavy burden, and isn’t there the risk of overwhelming him?" Zhang Lu replied disdainfully.

"I must apply strong medicine; we don’t have the time to proceed gradually. I believe no burden is too heavy to crush Ye Fan," Mengyao confidently stated. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Fu Huixia echoed, "Indeed. Ye Fan is eager to know who he is. Miss Chu’s plan targets Ye Fan’s innermost needs, and it’s the most effective approach right now. Ye Fan isn’t an ordinary person; even if the sky falls, it won’t crush him. So there’s no need to be lenient. Miss Chu doesn’t hesitate to deal with her own fiancé; what do you have to worry about?"

As she spoke, her gaze measured the reactions of Mengyao and Zhang Lu with interest.

"I feel bad too, but isn’t it unavoidable? If I’m not resolute and continue wavering, that will truly harm Ye Fan, creating endless troubles," Mengyao sighed, "If there weren’t so many issues, I would take Ye Fan to recall his past slowly."

"I understand your approach is impeccable, but sigh, never mind, let’s not discuss this topic anymore," Zhang Lu said, shifting the conversation, "Let’s set aside Ye Fan’s matters for now. Let’s focus on what kind of enemies we have."

The group began to discuss.

......

The day quickly turned to evening, and at Yan’s Restaurant, after a busy day, Ye Fan, Yan Sinna, and Yan’s mother were having dinner.

Yan’s mother’s face was marked by the hardships of life.

Yan Sinna spoke sparingly, perhaps due to the pressure from Biyao and the others during the day, and seemed downcast, lacking her usual cheerful demeanor.

While eating, Yan’s mother asked, "A Bao, I heard three groups came looking for you during the day, each featuring top beauties. I also heard you’re a national hero, injured while fighting bad guys. Those women all came to see you. Can you recall anything about them?"

Mothers know their daughters well; Yan’s mother didn’t press the issue, pretending not to know anything.

"My mind is very chaotic right now; I can’t recall any images. But the one thing I can be sure of is I know those looking for me—they are not bad people," Ye Fan said bitterly.

"That’s good, as long as they aren’t bad people. Although you lost your memory, you still have emotions, and emotions can’t deceive people," Yan’s mother advised.

After finishing dinner, Yan’s mother cleared the dishes.

Yan Sinna’s father, Yan Fugui, hadn’t been seen for two days, venturing off somewhere no one knew. Ye Fan only got a glimpse of him once in the last three days. From what he gathered, Yan Fugui liked to gamble. If he won, he’d indulge in bars and karaoke; if he lost money, he’d return home to burden Yan’s mother and daughter, then demand money.

Tonight was no different; Yan Fugui was nowhere to be found.

Yan’s mother didn’t prepare food for Yan Fugui; it was already a routine.

While washing dishes, Yan Sinna quickly tugged at Ye Fan as he was about to leave, discontentedly saying, "Ice Cube Brother, you will be leaving soon, won’t you?"

"I don’t know," Ye Fan’s voice was low. Seeing Yan Sinna still staring at him, clearly not believing him, he added, "Little Sinna, I’m very confused right now—the whole world seems unfamiliar. The people from earlier today are familiar to me; my heart tells me this. As for staying or leaving, that’s not the question. I will leave eventually, but before then, I have to regain my memory."

"Oh, then Ice Cube Brother, please rest up—busy all day, you must be tired," Yan Sinna said.

She looked at Ye Fan’s departing figure, internally praying, "I want Ice Cube Brother to recover his memory quickly, but if he does, he’ll leave, and I can’t bear that. I wish he’d stay here forever and never leave—it’s so conflicting."

As Yan Sinna wrestled with her thoughts, Yan’s mother approached, kindly saying, "Daughter, you are different from A Bao. You should have your own life. A Bao is indeed someone wonderful, but he doesn’t belong to you, and you can’t conquer him. Therefore, what must be cut must be cut; don’t overthink it."

"Mom, even you say we’re not from the same world. But if he never remembers who he is, wouldn’t he be from my world?" Yan Sinna protested softly.

"Remember, A Bao has a fiancée, and he isn’t an ordinary person. Do you think he’ll forsake everything to live a quiet life with you? If you truly care for A Bao, you should consider his situation, not just yourself," Yan’s mother cautioned, "Moreover, A Bao treats you well because you saved him—that’s gratitude. His kindness towards you is like that of a brother to his sister, so stop entertaining unrealistic thoughts."

"I haven’t thought that much; I just can’t bear to see Ice Cube Brother leave," Yan Sinna retorted somewhat defensively.

As Yan’s mother was about to lecture her more, the door swung open, and a drunken Yan Fugui stumbled inside.

The sight of the reeling Yan Fugui made Yan’s mother and Yan Sinna’s hearts jolt. They feared him most when he gambled away his money and got drunk because Yan Fugui hit the women, often without restraint.