Meng Yao held his hand and said, "Can I call you Xiao from now on? Brother Luo sounds like an elder brother. I want to call him more intimately."

"good."

With him being so obedient, Meng Yao recalled the heartless words he said to her the night before the wedding, "Xiao, do you want this child?"

"Of course," Luo Xiao frowned, "Why don't I want my child?"

"If another woman is pregnant with your child..."

"Impossible," Luo Xiao lowered his head and kissed her, "I only want you and my child."

"..."

Meng Yao closed her eyes, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, yes, as long as you and my child...

Meng Yao suddenly felt resentful. Why? Tong Ran was so cruel to Luo Xiao, but why could she have his love that will never change? She killed him, and he couldn't forget her even like this.

Her eyes were filled with coldness, and she even clenched her fists. She was being treated like this now because of her - Tong Ran. Otherwise, Luo Xiao wouldn't even look at her, and would even force her with his own hands.

Abort the child.

Why is Tong Ran?!

Luo Xiao noticed something was wrong with her and pulled her away, "Xiaoran, what's wrong?"

Meng Yao swallowed her jealousy and shook her head, "It's okay. I just feel happy when I think about having a child."

Luo Xiao kissed her face, "I'm happy too."

Meng Yao smiled. At this time, Old Uncle Zhao came back with a bowl. Seeing that the two of them were still smiling, he couldn't help but smile, "Young people are so good. They can flirt over a meal."

Meng Yao blushed, Luo Xiao stood up and sat on the edge, "Eat quickly, don't be hungry."

"good."

Old Uncle Zhao picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, "You two are bored here. You can usually watch TV until your injury heals..."

"It's okay," Meng Yao was afraid that he would say something wrong, so she stood up and interrupted him, "Thank you, Uncle Zhao, we will take care of ourselves, just do your thing."

"Okay."

Luo Xiao didn't feel anything was wrong. After losing his memory, he became much calmer. He never argued with others and regained his former gentle temperament.

Meng Yao secretly breathed a sigh of relief before sitting down. Luo Xiao put a chopstick of vegetables into her bowl and said, "Eat more."

Meng Yao clenched his chopsticks, still a little nervous, "Okay."

Uncle Zhao randomly tuned a few channels. The TV was very old and made a squeaking sound when hanging on the wall.

On the news channel, entertainment reporters continued to speculate on the high-profile gossip, "...According to the whistleblower, the bankruptcy and disintegration of the Dijue Group this time is related to the mysterious family behind Monanjue, the president of Dijue."

…”

Meng Yao's hand holding the chopsticks shook.

She raised her head and saw Luo Xiao, who had a calm expression on his face, paused. He seemed to have heard something and suddenly stood up.

It hit the corner of the table with a bang.

"Xiao, you...what's wrong with you?" Meng Yao stood up and held his hand, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Luo Xiao didn't move, he just stood like this. He squinted his eyes, as if something was about to come out.

"Xiao..."

Meng Yao was sweating anxiously. He had obviously heard the news just now... Heard the words Mo Nanjue?

She was afraid that he would remember something, so she reached out and pushed his shoulder, "Xiao?"
Chapter completed!