But in the next second, He Mulan's puzzled and ignorant eyes hurt He Zhaoyuan deeply.

"You are?" He Mulan had a very familiar feeling, as if something was hitting her nerves desperately, but she didn't remember, she didn't remember anything!

"Mulan, don't you remember me?" Word by word, although He Zhaoyuan was prepared, he still couldn't help trembling at the moment he faced it.

"Yes, I don't remember at all. I lost my memory." Looking at the man in front of him in such a uncomfortable state, He Mulan felt a dull pain in her heart for no reason, but she didn't know where it came from.

"Don't stand still, sit down and talk slowly." Pei Yan looked at the two brothers and sisters and said.

"Okay." He Zhaoyuan took a few deep breaths, and gradually calmed down. He sat beside He Mulan, whispering softly, while picking up the apple on the table, and peeling it for her.

"Mulan, I'm your elder brother. Do you still remember that when we were young, we used to go out to play together. You liked to dig out bird nests, but you couldn't climb trees. So I climbed trees every time and put the bird nests lower On the tip of the branch, let you have the addiction of digging out bird eggs."

While talking, He Zhaoyuan handed the apple to He Mulan, and he looked at He Mulan quietly, with tenderness in his eyes.

"I..." Listening to He Zhaoyuan's words, He Mulan tried hard to recall everything in the past.But whenever this happened, her head would ache, like an eight-hundred-jin hammer was beating, as if deliberately trying to make her forget.

"I—" He Mulan covered her head in pain, with a look of despair, "I really don't remember."

"It's okay, let's take our time." Although He Zhaoyuan was anxious, his heart was more distressed.

After some conversations, He Zhaoyuan knew very well that He Mulan's status was special now, and there were dangers everywhere. In order to prevent her hiding place from being exposed, He Zhaoyuan and Pei Yan had no choice but to leave as soon as possible.

"These days I've been completely stuck by that fake He Mulan." When it came to this, Feng Anyan gritted his teeth and felt helpless, "I can only use work to discuss countermeasures with you."

"Pfft, I express my deep sympathy for your situation." Gu Qing shrugged, saying sympathy, but there was no concern on his face.

"I don't know what's going on with Mu Lan now." Feng Anyan's eyes were filled with deep worry.Thinking of the uncertainty of his true love's life or death, he couldn't help but punched the table angrily, causing the table to shake, and the teacup almost fell unsteadily.

"Yes." Gu Qing's complexion also became heavy, she stroked the round nails painted with Dan Kou, thinking.

Suddenly, Gu Qingyu seemed to think of something, and slapped his thigh.

"Huh? What good idea did you come up with?" Feng Anyan immediately asked anxiously seeing Gu Qingyu's behavior.

"Well! Since they want to do this, then we might as well follow them. They want to know our details, so we follow this fake He Mulan and catch the person behind her in one fell swoop!"

Gu Qingzu said slowly, in a clear manner.

"How to do it?" Feng Anyan raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face became more serious.

Gu Qing beckoned and whispered in Feng Anyan's ear, his eyes sparkling.

Sitting in the most famous and romantic restaurant in the country, Mo Qingmian was a little nervous, but more excited.

Unexpectedly, Feng Anyan took the initiative to invite her to a "candlelight dinner", what a great joy!
Mo Qingmian lowered her eyes, concealing her complacency, pretending to be shy and reserved.

"Mulan, what do you want to eat?" The waiter has already come up to serve the two of them.Feng Anyan was wearing a black suit and a blue tie today, and his formal attire made him look like jade, and he was a little more serious.

And when a seriously dressed person whispers softly to you, it's like a little melting snow in the cold ice, which makes people very elated.

Feng Anyan's voice is deep and deep like a cello, very magnetic, once soaked in the gentle Wang Quan, it is like a deadly poison - making people willing to fall deep into the love web he wove.

"I, I can do whatever I want." Mo Qingmian couldn't help but blushed, and his heart started bumping like a deer.

Feng Anyan is really damn seductive.

Taking all of Mo Qingmian's expressions into his eyes, Feng Anyan sneered in his heart, but the smile on his face became more gentle, as if soaked in sweetness.

"Then the ones from last time, they are all your favorites." Feng Anyan asked softly.

"Okay." Mo Qingmian agreed sweetly.

The waiter wrote down the menu and left.

Mo Qingmian raised her eyes and looked around.

This restaurant is dominated by bright colors, magnificent flowers are placed on each table, elegant music is played, and the fragrance of perfume exudes in the air.

The exquisite white porcelain tables are covered with pink rose tablecloths, and flowers symbolizing love bloom everywhere.

The curtains are blue, with sections of short white tassels hanging from the top. This simple tone matches the extremely romantic tables and chairs, making it even more luxurious and elegant.

It is worthy of being famous for its romance. Just this kind of decoration alone can make people look full of pink bubbles.Therefore, it has become a dating holy place for couples.

In addition, their dishes are unique and have special flavors, so they are very popular among people.So it's not easy to eat here, at least half a month in advance to book a seat, and it may not even be possible to book.

And this doesn't make any distinction between the rich and the poor, and you won't be given a seat just because you are powerful and powerful.So word of mouth is also very good.

Thinking of this, the worries in Mo Qingmian's heart gradually subsided, it seems that Feng Anyan is still very thoughtful.

But what she doesn't know is that this restaurant is owned by Feng Anyan, so it's easy to get a seat.

The dishes were served quickly, neatly arranged one by one, bright in color, crispy and delicious, and the aroma seemed to be able to spread thousands of miles.Just by taking a deep breath, Mo Qingmian felt his taste buds being mobilized, it really smelled like drooling.

This restaurant really lives up to its name.

But thinking about it, if it is not good, how can it attract people to flock to it.

"Here, eat this." Feng Anyan took a piece of meat and put it on Mo Qingmian's plate, with a gentle smile on his lips as if it could melt the ice of Antarctica.

"Okay." Mo Qingmian replied sweetly, the sweet interaction between the two was like a real couple.Mo Qingmian almost forgot that she was Mo Qingmian, not He Mulan.

But she still enjoys the treatment that He Mulan should be able to get with peace of mind.

At the same time, her vigilance gradually eased.

"Eat more, you're so thin, it hurts to look at you." Feng Anyan's soft brows revealed distress, those eyes that seemed to be dazzling stars only reflected Mo Qingmian.

"Where is it, I'm still afraid that you won't like me if I'm fat." Mo Qingmian smiled shyly and said angrily.

"How could it be? It's good to be fat, so that no one will snatch it away." Feng Anyan hid the sarcasm in his eyes, and smiled softly like a spring breeze.

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