But coincidentally, Yin Qin's operation had just shifted the focus onto Yuan Shaocheng.
Leaning on the sofa, Lu Moqing played with Qiao Xu's soft long hair while he pondered.
"So, Aunt Rong's people didn't kill me but only made me lose my memory, intending to use me against Tang Mu and Yuan Shaocheng?"
A cold sharpness flashed through the depths of Lu Moqing's eyes.
"Who would benefit the most if Tang Mu and Yuan Shaocheng were to fight each other?"
Lu Moqing stared at Qiao Xu with bright eyes, asking as the fog in his mind seemed to clear up instantly.
"Of course, it would be one of the council members who are also participating in this term."
Qiao Xu answered.
Among the people running for president this term, besides the popular Tang Mu and Yuan Shaocheng, the support rates for other council members were quite low.
To put it bluntly, they were insignificant.
