"let's go."

Zhuo Jian said lightly and didn't even look at him again as he passed by.

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Fu Yanye still stood there after Wang Rui drove her away.

Soon after, he called Li Heng and asked him to send him back to Shengyuan.

That night, Sheng Yuan only had himself and their wedding video.

I don't know how many times it was put in the projector. He leaned on the bed, holding an ashtray and a cigarette.

The man who appeared in the projector was all about the woman in the wedding dress.

He must love her very much.

Then, he should also trust her.

Know her well?

Even though Lin Ruxiang was critically ill, he never wanted to see her again.

But this night, he drove to the door of the place where prisoners are treated.

The car was parked there, and staff members came out.

They were all in contact, but he held the direction and put his head in the middle.

He suddenly thought that if he went to see Lin Ruxiang again, that woman would definitely go crazy.

What's the use of seeing it?

How could Lin Ruxiang have the antidote?

Fu Yanye drove the car to the entrance of the hospital again. He thought it might be more useful to force those people to speed up research on the antidote.

He spent the night on the road.

Zhuo Jian returned to her old house, and the next morning she had dinner with her elders in a calm manner and sent the little ones to class.

When I'm not working, time seems to slow down.

She spent one morning at Ouyang Ping's public relations company, two people in one office.

Ouyang Ping saw that she was always distracted, closed her notebook, looked at her and asked, "Tell me, what happened to you and your husband?"

"I'll finish writing this script first."

Zhuo Jian didn't want to mention it and looked down at the person on his notebook who needed public relations, the famous model from Mu's Shaodong Night Club.

"Can you write like this now? Where is the ring?"

Ouyang Ping looked at her hands, helpless.

Zhuo Jian looked down at his hands and smiled bitterly, "Throw it away."

"threw?"

When Ouyang Ping heard her frivolous words, she frowned unconsciously, "What's going on with you two?"

Zhuo Jian could not tell others easily, but Ouyang Ping could tell her as much as possible.

After hearing this, Ouyang Ping sneered: "He is jealous. If before, under this situation, he would have locked you at home, but now he lets you go out."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was speechless.

Ouyang Ping said: "Then what are you going to do?"

"Now I just want the baby to be born smoothly."

Zhuo Jian said.

"Then continue to let him hang out, but I guess it won't take a few days..."

"He said he didn't understand me."

"Um?"

Ouyang Ping was stunned.

"He has been back for so long, and we have been sleeping in the same bed for a while. He said he doesn't understand me."

"..."

"He believed what everyone around him said, but I needed to be explained again and again, down to the smallest details, over and over again."

"Hey, he has lost his memory, what can we do?"

"Is it because he has lost his memory that I don't have the right to be angry?"

She has been enduring it from the beginning.

How many hurtful words did he say to her after losing his memory?

How many things have you done to hurt her?

She thought she could endure it forever.

But they had obviously gotten better a while ago, and he even told her that he must have loved her very much before. He always kissed her very passionately, and always liked to stick to her and keep her by his side, even when cooking.

.

But just because of Liu Yuntian's hug, he didn't believe anything.
Chapter completed!