When Lu Jingchi received the WeChat message, he had just sat down in the restaurant.

Mrs. Lu asked someone to bring the food to the table, and she smiled and picked up food for Lu Jingchi.

"Jingchi, eat more, it will be clear that you have lost weight during this period." This is not a polite word, Lu Jingchi has really lost weight.

You can tell from the clothes he is wearing that the size is obviously too large.

Lu Jingchi glanced at his phone and suddenly stood up and said, "I suddenly had something to do, so I'll leave first."

Mrs. Lu's movements froze. She hurriedly put down her chopsticks, stood up and asked, "What's so anxious? Can't you leave after eating?"

"Next time."

After saying that, he grabbed the coat from the chair and walked out with great strides.

"Zhenchi!"

Mrs. Lu looked anxious, but after shouting for a long time, he didn't even look back.

When his back disappeared at the door, Mrs. Lu was so popular that she overturned the table of delicious food to the ground, and she fell to the ground.

But even so, Lu Jingchi still did not come back.

Sure enough, the relationship between them has become so rigid that even superficial skills are difficult to maintain.

Mrs. Lu sat in the chair powerlessly, unable to control her face and started crying.

On this end, Jiang Lan looked out the car window with her eyes. She wanted to remember clearly what this place was, but the heavy rain covered the glass window with her eyes blurred.

She looked down at her phone, but Lu Jingchi did not reply to her.

She looked at Feng Qin again, and he was still focusing on driving.

Jiang Lan bit her lip because she was afraid that her eyes would still be sore, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

Feng Qin didn't drive for too long. After about forty minutes, he drove into a high-end community and parked the car in the parking lot.

After getting off the car, he smiled and said to Jiang Lan: "Get out quickly, your body is wet. Come up with me and change your clothes, otherwise you will catch a cold."

Jiang Lan sat in the position without moving.

Feng Qin paused, grabbed the car door and looked at Jiang Lan in confusion, "Jiang Lan, what's wrong with you?"

With the dim lights in the parking lot, he saw tears in Jiang Lan's eyes, and Feng Qin was at a loss for a moment.

"You, don't cry, I don't do anything to you. Although we have obtained a certificate and are legal couples, I will never force you to do something you don't like."

When Jiang Lan heard his words, tears fell down.

Why does he always say that they are husband and wife?

Jiang Lan looked at him with tears in her eyes, with a little resentment, and Feng Qin was startled by her eyes.

"You, why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiang Lan raised his hand and gestured: Who are you?

Feng Qin was stunned again, his inquiring eyes turned back and forth on Jiang Lan's face. After looking at it, he couldn't tell that she was joking.

Could it be that she really doesn't know herself?

"Jiang Lan, are you not kidding? Do you really don't remember me?"

Hearing his anxious voice, Jiang Lan also suspicious.

She raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, and looked at Feng Qin several times again, but she still had no impression.

Suddenly, Jiang Lan remembered Pei Qing's voice.

She didn't know Pei Qingsheng what she said before, and after she came back, she didn't know Mrs. Lin either.

Looking back on this period, she has met many people who know themselves, but they don’t know them.

Jiang Lan's eyes flashed, and he gradually stopped crying, and had to look at Feng Qin seriously again.

Feng Qin stretched out his hand and held her wrist, "Oh, no matter whether you really remember it or not, come up with me first and change the clothes. If you catch a cold, I will really be dead."

Jiang Lan was still confused, Feng Qin pulled her, but she just followed him numbly.
Chapter completed!