Zhu Mengtong nodded, aware that Su Jiameng's amnesia wasn't a secret. Of course, she leaned more towards the notion that the other party was lying. If it were true amnesia, modern medicine would have identified it by now. As for why Su Jiameng was lying, perhaps the truth would surface soon.
"Earlier, when I sensed Mrs. Liu's anger, the spiritual power she leaked always gave an indescribable feeling of suppression..." Su Jiameng pondered aloud, turning to Su Yanjing for confirmation, "Mr. Su, did you feel the same?"
Su Yanjing, being an honest person, and given that there was no reason to lie about this matter, replied, "Indeed, there was such a moment."
A glint flashed in Zhu Mengtong's eyes; she naturally understood what that so-called "suppressed spiritual power" entailed.
