Chapter 927 1019, Can Hypnotism Hide People's Memories?

Tang Qingya's heart was bloodied by Huo Yanqing's few words. It was one thing for her to refuse, but another for him not to want her to be his bridesmaid. no?

Shu Xin and Huo Yan returned to Qinyuan.

Just entering the bedroom, Huo Yanqing's cell phone rang, Yang Ji called, Huo Yanqing took the cell phone and went to the balcony.

"Fifth Master, Ding Han met the old lady and Jian Haijun in the morning, and rested at home in the afternoon."

Since Huo Yanqing met Ding Han at the signing ceremony last time, he arranged for Yang Ji to watch her secretly.

She and Jian Xi are too similar, and she is He Jingxing's person, so I have to guard against her.

Since Huo Yanqing lost his eyesight, his sensing ability is different from that of ordinary people. Now even though his eyes have recovered, his ability to see people with his heart is still there.

He Jingxing felt very dangerous to him, and he always felt that there was a huge conspiracy approaching him.

Before you can't tell the other party's purpose, there is nothing wrong with acting cautiously.

"Well, is there anything else unusual?"

Yang Ji, "Yes, besides meeting He Jingxing, Ding Han also has a man who often goes to her house. At first I thought this man was Ding Han's private playmate, so I didn't pay attention. But after a long time, I found that he went to her house. The time of Ding Han's residence is very fixed. He goes there every three days. He usually goes in for an hour or two before leaving. He never spends the night there.

The man was supposed to go last night, but he didn’t for some reason. He went this morning, but not long after he went in, Ding Han came out, and after Ding Han finished meeting with the old lady, he returned to his residence. About an hour later, the man before leaving. "

Huo Yanqing was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Do you have a picture of that man?"

"Yes, but I didn't dare to get too close. I don't have a recent photo."

"Well, send one here."

Huo Yanqing hung up the phone less than a minute before Yang Ji sent a photo. This man was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and looked very gentle. He looked in his thirties and was younger than Ding Han.

Huo Yanqing sent the photo to Shen Tingxi, and was about to call Shen Tingxi when he called, "Why did you send me his photo?"

That tone doesn't sound right.

Huo Yanqing asked, "Do you know him?"

"I know Cao Yue, a well-known hypnotist in the United States."

Huo Yanqing frowned slightly, "Hypnosis?"

"Well, what are you asking him for? The mental pressure is too high and you need him to hypnotize you to relieve stress?" Shen Tingxi's teasing voice came over.

Huo Yanqing's brows were stained with solemnity, and he didn't have the heart to joke with Shen Tingxi, "Can hypnotism hide people's memory?"

"Who do you want to forget? You didn't want to play tricks like amnesia after a fight with Shu Xin, did you? You're too naive..."

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