Chapter three hundred and ninth staring at his wife
Jiang Song only felt that he hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.
No need to think about anything.
No, actually there is.
Life seems to always have endless mysteries, countless worries, and many things that are not worth not thinking about.
However, she has always believed that as long as she works hard to live.
You will definitely be able to find the candies hidden in life.
Jiang Song was so obsessed with thinking that he didn't know when Ah Jiu had walked in front of him.
"What are you thinking about?"
Ah Jiu looked at her with a smile and gentle eyes, and he sat directly next to Jiang Song.
The two of them sat together, closer than when they were eating. Jiang Song was stunned by the unique and delicious fragrance from Ah Jiu's body.
"No, just in a daze." Jiang Song touched his nose and said casually.
Ah Jiu kept staring at Wanwan while talking to her.
"Actually, I always feel that you don't seem very happy."
Jiang Song raised his eyebrows, "Maybe it's because there are too many things going on. It's really not good these days, but what surprises me is that you are so optimistic."
She talked about herself vaguely, and quickly pushed the wheel back to Ah Jiu.
"Isn't life supposed to be optimistic? Happiness is also a day, and unhappiness is also a day. If you can't die tomorrow, let yourself be happy today."
Ah Jiu turned around and looked at her with a bright smile.
His narrow eyes overflowed with not only tenderness, but also the perseverance of a mature man.
"Do you want me to help you cut the flowers in the yard?"
Ah Jiu continued, looking at Luanwan who was squatting on the ground picking up flower petals in the distance, with a smile in her eyes.
Jiang Song nodded, "Can you still do this?"
Ah Jiu stood up again, "Actually, I don't know how, but I think I should be able to do it well. After all, I just need to cut your flowers to be as beautiful as you."
After saying that, he walked directly to the flower garden and left with Wanwan.
Jiang Song was still sitting on the swing, taking out his mobile phone and flicking it in an attempt to conceal it.
In fact, the lowered face is a little hot.
Why……
Have a feeling of excitement?
It's so strange.
Although I have lost my memory, I don’t know my previous love experience.
But in the past three years, she has been pursued by others.
There are also many people who make direct and generous advances to her.
Some even strip themselves naked and have them delivered to their doorstep.
And...Chu Mingjue's company.
It can be said that she has never seen any kind of man.
I actually felt a little blushing and excited today.
So strange, for this man.
Could it be because he saved Nuanwan when they first met and had a savior filter towards him?
no.
Jiang Song realized that there was something strange about him and hurriedly went to the study room on the second floor.
Turn on the computer and search it.
She must wake herself up, and at least know who she is and where she comes from.
It's just that half an hour has passed and still nothing.
Jiang Song got a little tired from sitting, so he went to the balcony with his notebook in his arms, where he lay down on the comfortable lazy sofa and basked in the sun.
Still can't find any news about Ah Jiu.
His identity has become mysterious, and Jiang Song is not sure. Can she open her heart to someone she doesn't know at all?
Jiang Song has always been generous.
You can take it up and let it go, dare to love and hate.
If she could confirm Ah Jiu's identity and feel confident about it, she might launch a 'violent offensive' against Ah Jiu.
After all, it is not easy for her to meet someone who is passionate about her.
Now, she has to hold on to herself and be rational.
Reason made her feel to start working.
Jiang Song contacted Lin Lala and followed up on her recent work situation.
There was also feedback from Lin Hua, and there was nothing wrong.
Then the investigation into Gu Yanchen began.
There has been no news from Chu Mingjue in the past few days, and she is the only one who has started to investigate in detail.
In fact, the scope of the investigation is still very large. After all, a public figure is created by many media and companies.
There is a lot of fake news among them.
It is difficult to sift through a lot of stereotyped and identical fake news to find the detailed things you want to investigate.
So this can be regarded as increasing the workload a lot.
Jiang Song suddenly had a flash of inspiration and came up with a new idea.
Gu Yanchen is the only person she knows who may be related to her past memories.
It's better to just give him the identity you most doubt.
For example, Wan Wan’s father.
If a person like Gu Yanchen had an illegitimate child or news of marriage, it would definitely be in the news.
Sure enough, her new idea was confirmed.
What she investigated was——
Gu Yanchen is already married, and the time of marriage was three years ago.
It was October when she woke up, and Gu Yanchen got married in March, or in - Iceland?
Jiang Song went to check for news about the bride, but once again the clues were lost.
She bit her finger in frustration, this was so strange.
But after checking for a long time, she could only find out that the bride was Chinese.
Jiang Song suddenly had a bad premonition. Why did she feel that this so-called bride might really be her...
Perhaps her nerves were too tense for a moment. Looking at the photo of Gu Yanchen on the computer, she began to compare the similarities between this man and Wan Wan.
After realizing this, Jiang Song quickly closed the computer.
Impossible, impossible.
Even if it is, so what.
The matter is over.
Jiang Song rubbed his hair, his mood became messy again.
Suddenly I caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of my eye.
It's Ah Jiu.
He was standing downstairs, facing her balcony on the second floor.
There is also a...drawing board in front of you?
Is he painting?
Strictly speaking, he seems to be painting himself...
Ah Jiu also stood beside her baby.
She stared at the drawing board without blinking, but she was too young and had to raise her head to see clearly.
Ah Jiu also raised his head and met her eyes.
He raised his narrow eyes and kept looking at her with a smile without saying anything.
Jiang Song felt a little embarrassed by his direct gaze.
What makes me even more embarrassed is that I was stared at by him for who knows how long without even knowing it.
Jiang Song touched his nose, put down the computer, stood up, and went downstairs.
After going downstairs, she went to the kitchen and took a sip of water.
Then Ah Jiu walked in from the outside holding a drawing board, holding each other's hands.
"How was your work just now?" Ah Jiu asked proactively.
Jiang Song coughed and said, "Well, it's not bad."
"I thought you were so beautiful just now that I couldn't help but draw a picture for you. Would you mind?"
Ah Jiu flipped the drawing board on the table, leaned against the home bar where Jiang Song was drinking, and looked directly at her again.
At this time, what else could Jiang Song say.
She could only pretend to be indifferent and said, "Okay, let's take a look."