Chapter 7 Amnesia and Mistaken Identity

The man gently blew on it and then carefully wiped the pocket watch clean with his sleeve.

The pocket watch was exquisitely crafted and looked like an old artifact. The man opened the pocket watch, and inside was a photo of Shu Ying.

The little girl in the photo smiles as brightly and radiantly as a rose. She has long, straight hair and a lively yet intelligent expression, looking like a young lady from a prestigious family.

His head suddenly started to ache even more, and the man clenched one fist and lightly tapped his temple twice.

"Who am I? I don't remember anything."

He stroked the photo with one hand: "Who is this girl? What is our relationship? Why do I have this?"

These problems came one after another, like a tidal wave.

He didn't know his own name or where he was from; the surroundings felt completely unfamiliar to him.

The man looked down at his clothes and shoes, which were in such a sorry state that they could only be described as tattered, as if he had just been through a major battle.

Looking down at the photo on the pocket watch, the man took a deep breath and tried to recall the person's appearance, but still couldn't remember anything.

But it was Shu Ying's serene smile in the photo, and the way she looked at the camera, that touched him deeply.

"Although I don't know what our relationship is, you must be someone very important to me. Otherwise, why would I feel so close to you even though I've forgotten everything?"

He carefully fastened the pocket watch, secretly making up his mind: "We will definitely meet again, and I will definitely find out who you really are."

The pocket watch was beside him when he woke up.

He simply assumed that it was something that had fallen off him.

He held the small pocket watch in his hand and carefully placed it into the inside pocket of his clothes.

I will get out of this place!

Suddenly, he became more determined. The place was desolate, but fortunately, the terrain was relatively high, and he could see houses not far ahead.

The houses are lined up one after another, so there must be a village in front of them.

He stumbled forward.

At the same time, Shu Ying had already arrived at the dock.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Shu Ying jumped out impatiently, making the driver's heart leap into his throat.

Shu Ying hurriedly took out a bill from her pocket: "Thank you, sir, no need for change."

Before her startled master could even speak, she vanished like a wisp of mist.

It was already past ten o'clock, and she needed to hurry. Shu Ying went to the ticket office at the pier to inquire about the ferries to the port city.

The man on duty looked up and glanced at the ship, maintaining a businesslike attitude, and said, "There is only one ship going to the port city today, and it has already been chartered by a wealthy family. No one else is allowed to board. If you want to go to the port city, you'd better hurry up tomorrow."

Shu Ying, slightly out of breath, asked, "Is the wealthy family you mentioned surnamed Shu?"

The man, who had been busy taking notes, finally gave her a look: "Are you from the Shu family?"

Shu Ying nodded, but his heart was ice-cold. Shu Xuecheng was really willing to spend money, but if the money came from their own pockets, he would never give it up.

Their plan to escape was premeditated, so from the very beginning, they intended to abandon the old house.

"The person who chartered the boat is Shu Xuecheng, and Shu Jie is my brother."

That makes sense.

After learning Shu Ying's identity, the man opened the fence blocking the dock: "There are still family members who haven't arrived yet. The ship will be leaving in a little over an hour, so you'd better hurry. Although the chartered ship doesn't have such strict schedules, there's more than one ship traveling on a route. You should remind your family."

Shu Ying nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, they'll be here soon."

The man, unsuspecting, let Shu Ying pass and then returned to the duty room.

As Shu Ying stepped onto the boat, she saw Shu Jie at the bow arrogantly ordering the dockworkers around.

"Hurry up! Don't be so clumsy! These are all valuable items; one of them could cost you your lives! If anything gets damaged, I won't let it go!"

"Hey, how do you guys usually work? You didn't hear a thing I said. I paid a hefty price to charter this ship. If anything inside is damaged in the slightest, I won't let you off the hook."

He paced back and forth on the boat, glancing at the dock every now and then: "Be quicker, be lighter."

The dockworkers were moving boxes of goods onto the ship. Shu Ying looked at their line and saw that the extra-long truck was also full of goods.

Over the years, they haven't done much of anything worthwhile; instead, they've been leeching off the Shu family name.

Even though disaster is already imminent, they still managed to pave such a wide road, with a whole ship full of goods. Even if they spend it all lavishly, it will be enough to support three generations of their family.

The sea breeze lifted Shuying's skirt, and her hair gently caressed her face: "Shujie, you're so excitedly directing others right now, you probably don't realize that you won't be able to take these things with you when you die."

They're spending so lavishly now, chartering the only ship to the port without batting an eye, they must have gotten a lot of benefits from the Shu family.

Even if they did nothing, since they were all members of the Shu family, the old man wouldn't really leave them with nothing.

Originally, the old man and woman intended to divide a portion of the property and jewelry equally among them, but Shu Xuecheng shouldn't have had such evil thoughts. Greed knows no bounds, and what doesn't belong to them will eventually have to be returned.

Many people in the neat line of people carrying boxes were curious.

“These boxes are so heavy. We’ve already carried so many, and there’s still a whole truckload left. What do you think is in all of this?”

Although they usually worked at the docks, they at least knew what was in the boxes. This time, the owners were being very secretive, which only piqued their curiosity.

The man in front of me was hunched over; years of exposure to the wind and sun had made his skin so dry it resembled cracked earth.

"This thing is heavy, and I can't quite put my finger on what it is, but it looks like it belongs to a wealthy family. It might even be some kind of antique."