Chapter 768
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Bo Jiu used a never-before-seen patience to take care of Qin Mo.
Honestly, she wasn't someone who knew how to take care of others.
But this time, she knew to adjust the pillow for him.
Of course, there was also his temperature.
Bo Jiu felt that it wasn't easy to take his temperature. She had to suppress her urge to take advantage of him.
That wasn't good.
But on second thought,
It was rare to see the Almighty so weak.
He was a sickly beauty in white pajamas with black hair and a poetry book in his hands.
She would take advantage of him.
Qin Mo lifted his lids, looking at a certain someone who had taken advantage of him and was smiling.
He couldn't help but laugh.
What was wrong with her?
"What are you laughing at?" Bo Jiu tilted her head.
Qin Mo arched a brow. "I'm laughing?"
"Of course, are you laughing because of my handsomeness?" Bo Jiu passed him another book.
Sometimes, listening to the Almighty read was a form of enjoyment.
Since he was a criminal psychologist.
He would definitely know what tone to use to read the words. It would be easier to move a person's heart.
With the Almighty's skills, he would be able to become famous quickly if he was a CV.
But …
With that thought …
Bo Jiu realized a problem.
The person sitting in front of her.
Did he even know how to hypnotize people?
Qin Mo flipped open the book in his hands, his voice casual. "Tell me about your childhood."
Childhood?
Bo Jiu glanced over, pushing her bangs to the back of her head. "I loved fighting."
She wasn't sure why the Almighty was asking about her childhood.
But she knew it was probably to test her.
The Almighty had been investigating her.
He only started from the Fu family.
They couldn't find anything.
Bo Jiu was sure of that.
But the rest …
Unless the Almighty had found something else.
Bo Jiu was still smiling, it was a habit. "Brother Mo, what about when you were young?"
She really wanted to hear what her canine pet thought of her.
They started talking about such topics.
It wasn't within her expectations but it wasn't bad.
"Reading at home." Qin Mo's voice was calm. "Sometimes, I would join the armed forces."
Bo Jiu listened to his activities, a phrase appearing in her mind. "A real warlord's son."
But …
"What else?"
The Almighty hadn't mentioned her.
He had to get the whole thing out of her.
Qin Mo closed the book in his hands. "Nothing else."
Nothing else?
Bo Jiu stilled.
How could there be nothing else?
Qin Mo noticed that the person in front of him kept looking at him. He arched a brow. "What's wrong?"
"No."
Should he say that he was disappointed?
That shouldn't be the case.
But he couldn't explain it clearly.
This doesn't seem right.
But why weren't there any others?
When Bo Jiu lowered her lids, she smiled and continued, "I thought someone like Brother Mo would have been to many places when he was young since he is of mixed blood."
"No." Qin Mo replied instinctively. Then he glanced up. "Perhaps I have, but I can't remember."
What did 'forget' mean?
Bo Jiu glanced at him.
Qin Mo glanced over. "Grandfather said he brought me to America but I have no recollection of it. It's the same with other things, I lost a period of memory."
Bo Jiu hadn't expected such an answer.
He had never seen anyone so calm when they said that they had amnesia.
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