Chapter 283 I suspect he is pretending to have amnesia
Gong Beizeze and Wang Chengzhen stayed for lunch.
A family of five plus two "foodies" gathered around a full table, and the Royal Garden had not been so lively for several years.
"Come, congratulate Mo Yan on his return, let's have a drink!" Gong Beize looked at his good brother who was lying on his back in the smart wheelchair and deliberately made him angry, "Mo Yan, you can't move or drink, so I'm just doing it...
Let me drink a few more drinks for you."
Feng Moyan: "You're the only one with the long mouth!" There's so much nonsense.
Yang Qianyu stood up with a smile and raised the juice in her hand, "It is indeed worth celebrating. You have worked hard these days and helped him a lot."
Gong Beize withdrew his eyes, looked at Yang Qianyu and joked: "What you said... makes me feel that you are the hostess here again - why, have you thought about getting back together?"
Yang Qianyu's face turned red, and her eyes suddenly became uncomfortable.
"Uh... Well, come on, Xiaoyu, Xiaozhou, Xixi, let's clink glasses together." She couldn't respond to this, so she had to use the children as a shield.
The three little ones climbed up on the chairs and stood, each holding a glass of juice. They also clinked glasses with the three adults, laughing and joking, so happy.
Feng Moyan lay there, listening to them talking, laughing and having fun. Although he was the protagonist of the dinner, he felt that the excitement was other people's and had nothing to do with him.
As a result, that face became a little colder without realizing it.
"You guys just eat, there's so much drama." The male host protested.
Gong Beize sat down with a smile and picked up his chopsticks, "Did you hear that someone is jealous? Eat quickly, eat quickly, and get out when you are full, or someone will freeze in a while."
Feng Moyan: "..."
Yang Qianyu sat down and turned to look at him, "Are you hungry? Today's soup is very good, shall I feed you some first?"
"No need...you can take the children to eat first, I'm not hungry yet."
"Oh, okay."
Since he said this, Yang Qianyu was not polite and turned around to take care of the three little ones and start eating.
Feng Moyan couldn't see it, but he could hear the sounds of them eating happily, feeling aggrieved and depressed in his heart.
He was just polite, but this woman was really... decisive. She didn't even insist for a moment, turned around and just started eating by herself.
snort!
It didn't matter if he didn't stay here, he was afraid that he would be so angry with her every day, how would he recover from his injuries.
During the meal, all the guests and children ate happily, except for the man of the house who was alone in the "ice cellar".
If Gong Beize had not been busy in the afternoon, he would have really wanted to stay here and see what his good brother could do.
He had known Yang Qianyu for almost as long as they had been childhood sweethearts.
In his mind, Qianyu is almost like his younger sister.
Besides, brothers and wives should not be bullied. How could he not even understand this?
This jealousy is simply unbelievable!
It's simply an insult to his character!
"Okay, let's get out of here after eating and drinking." Gong Beize stood up. When he said this, he glanced at the man in the wheelchair, and then said deliberately, "Qianyu, you have to take care of three little ones again.
It’s really hard to take care of patients and be busy at work. You have to take care of your health. If you are too busy, just call me. I can’t take care of people, but I am still good at dealing with people.”
"..." Yang Qianyu thought the previous words were normal, but the more she listened, the more awkward she became. She immediately looked embarrassed and froze in laughter.
When the two of them were about to go out, she stepped out from the dining table and said, "Young Master Gong, go slowly."
Feng Moyan was afraid that she would have to see off the guests, so he lay motionless, but his face suddenly wrinkled up and he let out a faint cry of pain.
Yang Qianyu noticed it and quickly expressed concern: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Gong Beize looked back and said with a smile: "Don't give it away, just take care of Feng Sansui."
Yang Qianyu didn't think Feng Moyan was faking it. After all, he had been hard for three or four hours since he came back from the hospital.
In fact, I should have rested long ago.
"You must be hungry. Eat something and go back to your room to lie down. Although you have been discharged from the hospital, your body is still weak and you need to rest more."
As she spoke, she asked Aunt Rong to go to the kitchen and bring out another bowl of hot soup.
"Come on, open your mouth and drink the soup."
Feng Sansui opened his mouth obediently.
After swallowing the soup, he asked again: "How are you thinking about it?"
"What to consider?"
"What do you think?" He raised his eyebrows again.
Yang Qianyu lowered her eyelashes and said in a calm tone: "If you don't want to make me angry, just eat your food and go to rest."
"You talk and laugh with them, but you are harsh and powerful with me..."
Before she finished speaking, Yang Qianyu angrily threw the spoon into the bowl, and the soup burst out and splashed onto the man's face, causing him to tremble slightly.
The servants who were cleaning up the messy cups and plates at the table nearby shrank in fear and turned around to look.
"Are you done? Don't forget that our current relationship is just ex-husband and ex-wife. It's not my obligation to take care of you. Stop nagging! It's annoying!" Yang Qianyu was really angry.
She was already too busy to be busy, so she wasted most of the day to serve him, and she had to endure all kinds of unreasonable troubles from him, and her temper reached the edge of irritability.
Although Feng Moyan couldn't see it, he could feel her anger.
On the side, Xixi shouted crisply: "Dad, please don't make mom angry. My brothers and I don't ask mom to feed us. You still want mom to feed us. Cherish it."
"..." What else can Mr. Feng say? Just shut up.
The woman picked up the spoon and continued feeding, much faster.
A certain person did not dare to say anything anymore, and drank one mouthful after another, almost unable to swallow it. The scene was a bit funny and a bit embarrassing.
After eating, Yang Qianyu put the bowl down and said, "Let's go back to the room to rest."
The smart wheelchair was very easy to operate, and the woman sent him to the bedroom upstairs without much effort.
Ah Quan helped transfer him to the bed and lay down.
"you are leaving?"
She originally wanted to reply, "What else? Stay for the New Year?"
After thinking about it, I can't stay angry all the time. It's not good for my heart, liver, lungs and spleen.
So, she responded normally: "I have something to do at the company, so I have to go back. Go to sleep."
"All right……"
Feng Moyan held on for most of the day and was indeed tired. Although he was reluctant to give up, he still closed his eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Yang Qianyu stood beside the bed, staring at the sleeping man, thoughtfully.
He has forgotten the memory of the past ten years, but he still knows everything about the company - is there really such a strange amnesia in the world?
After leaving the Royal Garden with the children, she asked Ah Quan to send the children home while she returned to the company.
On the way, she called Fisher and expressed her doubts.
Fisher said: "My aunt and uncle are both doctors. Can I ask you something?"
"Well, that's what I mean." She knew that Fei Fei's aunt and uncle were both doctors, so it was convenient for her to inquire - she didn't want to ask Feng Moyan's doctor.
I don't know why, but I don't trust this guy in my heart. I'm afraid that he has great power and has bribed the doctor a long time ago.
However, Fisher called back in the evening and said: "My aunt and uncle are not experts in the field of brain neurology, but they asked colleagues in related professions and they said that the brain is a very magical structure. Even if medicine and science
It has developed to this point, and there are still many unexplored areas. The situation you mentioned is entirely possible."
Yang Qianyu frowned and thought, "So, he didn't lie to me?"
"It's hard to say, Feng Moyan can do anything. But the doctor said that selective amnesia may not be a damage to the brain's memory function, but a mental illness. The things he doesn't want to face are subconscious thoughts.
Things that need to be forgotten may be forgotten after encountering some huge changes."
Fisher suggested, "If you really want him to regain all his memories, consider taking him to see a psychiatrist."
"See a psychiatrist... I have thought about it for a long time, but firstly, his body has not fully recovered, and secondly, I am afraid that he will not agree."
His body has not recovered yet. If a psychiatrist performs hypnotherapy or the like, it will have some impact on him.
As for himself, he forgot the unpleasantness and remembered all the good things - isn't this an ideal state? Who wants to restore the unpleasantness?
"Forget it, let's see again."
"Yes." Fisher responded, and when he was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, do you still remember the serialized novel on Xianzhu? It went viral! There were tens of thousands of comments, but they were all scolding the male protagonist, saying he was blind, let down the female protagonist, and had his best family members dead.
Something like that - you have been too busy during this period, so you must not have paid attention to it!"
"Then the novel became popular?" Yang Qianyu was really busy during this period and completely forgot about it.
"Well, go and have a look! It's a pity that Feng Moyan can't see, otherwise asking him to read this novel would also help him recover his memory, so he wouldn't need treatment or anything!"
After hanging up the phone, Yang Qianyu immediately opened Xhuhu and found the serial novel.
It really is……
The interaction with the comments was so lively that I could feel the indignation of the readers across the screen.
No matter how well I praised the male protagonist before, I will scold him badly now.
There are actually people who are surfing experts, and they have connected some of the plots with the public opinion and gossip that broke out on the Internet a while ago, suspecting that this novel is adapted from reality, and even clearly pointed out that the prototype of the male protagonist is the president of Fengyun Group, and the female protagonist,
It’s Ruan Qing, chief designer of Venus.
Yang Qianyu scrolled through the comment section, sweating all over her back.
this……
Where did Feng Moyan go wrong in the first place? Why did he find someone to write this?
I really feel that my life is too pure, so I deliberately stir up trouble and burn myself!
It's a pity that he doesn't have a clear mind now, and he definitely doesn't remember that he did such a stupid thing.
Yang Qianyu thought for a while and immediately called Wang Cheng.
In the Fengyun Group, Wang Cheng, who was in a meeting, saw Yang Qianyu's call. He didn't dare to neglect and quietly exited the conference room: "Hello, madam."
Yang Qianyu got straight to the point: "Did Feng Moyan meet any writer or screenwriter before the accident? Do you know the novel that was serialized online? The male and female protagonist in it... seems to be me and him?"
Wang Cheng whispered: "Madam, you also know that novel..."
"It seems that you know about this." Yang Qianyu understood what he said and asked puzzledly, "What on earth does he want to do? Why do you ask people to write these things down?"