The favorite of the wealthy group: Gu Shao has a soft spot

The mouth says it's delicious, but the taste buds can't lie.

After eating less than half of this dinner, Zhong Zong stopped, claiming that the doctor ordered to eat less and more frequently.

For the sake of his health, Zhou Muan didn't force himself, he packed up the leftovers and diligently prepared the fruits after the meal.

At this time, the mobile phone in the bag rang suddenly, and she quickly stopped what she was doing.

Not wanting Zhou Muan to look for his phone in a hurry, the photos hidden in his bag were brought out and fluttered to the ground.

Zhong Zong recognized the little boy in the photo as himself at a glance, and was immediately amazed.

"Have you been to my room?" He asked incredulously, his face unconsciously becoming ugly.

When the photo theft was discovered, Zhou Muan hurriedly turned off the sales call.

"Today I was at home with Xiaoqing, and she showed me the family album." She explained awkwardly.

Zhong Zong's temperament is on par with Gu Yanze's, apart from being aloof and arrogant, he also has a bit of a cleanliness obsession, and hates others touching his personal belongings.

The photo album was in his bedroom, apparently Zhou Muan had trespassed into his private sanctuary.

"Really?" Zhong Zong said in a cold voice with an unhappy face, "Except for my sister, very few people come into my room."

Seeing Zhong Zong being touched by Ni Lin, Zhou Mu'an knew that it was wrong to steal photos without permission, so he could only bite the bullet and excuse himself.

"I'm sorry, it was Xiaoqing who took me in to look at the photo album." Zhou Mu'an apologized embarrassingly.

Zhou Mu'an is a girl, Zhong Zong can't get angry in front of him no matter what.

Like a tiger whose beard has been plucked, he remained silent for a long time with a sullen expression, and of course he didn't ask for that childhood photo back.

After being silent for a while, he glanced coldly at Zhou Mu'an and asked, "Just look at it, why did you take the photo away?"

Zhong Zong couldn't understand this matter, and with his emotionally slow reaction, he didn't expect Zhou Muan's thoughts at all.

Zhou Muan's cheeks were flushed, and he didn't know how to explain it.

"I..." She racked her brains to find a reason, and said with hesitation: "I love photography more. I saw that this photo was taken well...so I want to keep it as a collection."

This excuse was a bit far-fetched, but Zhou Muan couldn't think of a more reasonable explanation.

Although this statement was a bit abrupt, Zhong Zong miraculously believed it to be true.

"I see, so you like photography." He replied thoughtfully.

Zhou Mu'an added a few random words, almost claiming that he is a member of the Photography Association, and finally fooled him.

In fact, Zhong Zong doesn't dislike Zhou Mu'an, it's just that he lacks love experience and doesn't know how to get along with the opposite sex at all.

After a short pause, his face turned warm, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile: "I also liked photography when I was in college, but I gave up a long time ago."

Zhou Mu'an echoed and laughed: "Well, then we really like each other."

Zhong Zong raised his eyebrows, and said casually: "Why does photography stink, it is the eyes that record time, and is the witness of the passing of time."

After expressing his emotion, Zhong Zong felt that the ward was very dull, so he proposed to Zhou Mu'an: "Will you go downstairs with me? It's good for digestion!"

"Okay, I'll get you your coat."

It was rare for him to be so interested, Zhou Muan agreed without thinking.

Putting on a suit jacket and coming to the downstairs of the inpatient department, Zhong Zong deliberately slowed down and let Zhou Mu'an walk in front.

The night is hazy, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing around the promenade, and the evening breeze is refreshing and pleasant.

After taking over the company from his father, this is the first time that Zhong Zong can fully relax and feel the tranquility and leisure of the night.

He seems to have returned to his carefree college days, staring at Zhou Muan's long hair fluttering in the breeze, his tall and thin figure, and the posture of hiring Tingting to return to the snow.

Stopping in his footsteps, Zhong Zong took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pointed at Zhou Muan's back and pressed the shutter.

Zhou Mu'an heard a "click" sound behind him as he walked, and when he looked back, he found that Zhong Zong was taking pictures of himself.

She didn't expect it at all, and somehow, she was photographed looking back at a beautiful woman.

"Are you taking pictures of me?" Zhou Mu'an asked with a blushing face.

Zhong Zong greeted her and showed her the photos she had taken, "Well, you look good, it's a pity that you didn't work as a model."

Being praised by Zhong Zong for the first time, Zhou Mu'an became even more shy, Yan Shi Mei Xing's expression was very youthful.

"Don't make fun of me, you'd better shoot something else, the flowers over there are so beautiful!" She shyly shifted her gaze away.

Zhong Zong was very satisfied with his photographs, and couldn't help but look at them a few more times, until Zhou Mu'an dragged him to the promenade.

Taking advantage of this chance, the distance between the two unknowingly drew closer, especially Zhou Mu'an, who was unrequitedly in love, was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

noon the next day.

Zhou Mu'an slept until almost noon before getting up, turned on the phone and saw several missed calls on it.

I don't know what is urgent about Zhongqing, she quickly got up, brushed her teeth and washed her face, and then the two made an appointment to meet in the afternoon.

Going to the hospital to visit Zhong Zong first, Zhou Muan saw that he was busy talking with his assistant Xiaobai, so he came to the appointed coffee shop ahead of time and waited.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhong Qing drove over and opened the glass door to see Zhou Mu'an sitting at the round table with a red face.

"Wow, you look so good today?" Zhong Qing looked at her with wide eyes.

Zhou Mu'an smiled coquettishly, and held his chin happily, "Because the weather is fine, why don't you call me for something?"

Even if she refuses to tell the truth, Zhong Qing can guess very well.

Girls are often so sweet when they are nourished by love.

After sitting down and ordering coffee, Zhong Qing exchanged pleasantries with Zhou Mu'an, and began to tell her the troubles in his heart.

"I had a dream last night. There were many scenes in the dream that were both real and illusory. Do you think it is my subconscious that is causing trouble?" Zhong Qing asked with a lot of melancholy.

Zhong Qing has great trust in Zhou Muan's professional level, and now whenever she encounters problems in this area, she always asks her for help as soon as possible.

And Zhou Mu'an, out of his love for the house and the crow, was naturally happy to lend a helping hand unconditionally.

"You're right. Dreams are the projections of your subconscious mind. It seems that you still have a lot of residual memories in your brain, but they haven't been systematically sorted out yet." Zhou Muan analyzed clearly.

Zhong Qing thought to herself, remembering that Gu Yanze called last night before going to bed, worryingly persuading her not to have any more psychotherapy in the near future.

Although she knew that Gu Yanze was thinking of herself, her strong curiosity drove her to dig out the things deep in her memory.

Thinking of this, Zhong Qing took the initiative to ask Zhou Mu'an: "Yesterday you said to help me hypnotize me, but I fell asleep until evening. Let's do it again today, shall we?"

"Come again? I don't think so!" Zhou Mu'an's first reaction was to refuse.

Recalling the scene where Zhong Ai had a splitting headache, it really shocked her.

"Just help me, how pitiful it is that I have become half-demented at such a young age." Zhong Qing lobbied delicately.

Zhou Mu'an shook his head lightly: "That's not okay, do you know how much your boss Gu worried about you yesterday? Just think about him."

From a personal point of view, Zhou Muan doesn't mind taking the risk.

It is said that people are forgetful animals, but people are completely controlled by the central processing unit of the brain.In many medical records, for patients with special conditions, high-intensity investment in treatment is often required before they can hope to wake up sleeping memories.

However, Gu Yanze is a barrier, he cherishes Zhongqing, even if she makes her face the past in a daze for the rest of her life.

Reluctantly, Zhongqing insisted again and again, pleading softly and hard: "I know I caused you trouble yesterday, but today I promise that there will be no trouble. I will try my best to control my emotions."

Caught in a dilemma, Zhou Mu'an also felt sorry for Zhong Qing's unfortunate encounter, and finally decided to take a risk and let go.

"Well, go to my house today for hypnotherapy. If it goes well, maybe you will soon remember the past."

Hearing the sound, Zhong Qing was full of anticipation, and happily followed Zhou Muan out of the coffee shop.

Just as the two of them walked away, the man sitting diagonally opposite had kept the brim of his hat down.

At this moment, he took off his hat, glanced at the figures of Zhong Qing and Zhou Muan, and immediately took out his mobile phone.

On the other side, after Mu Wanqing answered the phone, she went straight to Mu Cuiping's residence. She didn't care about organizing words, and went straight to the point.

"It's not good, Zhong Qing was taken by Zhou Mu'an for hypnotherapy. They said they want to restore their previous memories as soon as possible!"

Mu Cuiping was also very surprised to hear Mu Wanqing's panicked tone.

"She is so impatient, does she already know something?" Mu Cuiping's eyes were full of vigilance.

At present, Mu Wanqing has no idea, so she consulted with Mu Cuiping.

Once Zhong Qing remembers the reason for her amnesia, it will mean that their 20 years of hard work will go to waste, and she will bid farewell to her pampered life and her status as the heir of the Mu family.

Mu Wanqing and Mu Cuiping are very aware of this, so they cannot relax their vigilance for a moment.

"I, I'm not sure, I didn't go out at home yesterday, and the person I sent to follow up also rested because of injuries." Mu Wanqing responded angrily.

After calming down for a moment, Mu Cuiping did not panic, and continued to use the strategy of waiting and watching.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, it's not so easy for Zhong Qing to retrieve lost memories." Mu Cuiping said confidently.

But Mu Wanqing couldn't be at ease, and murmured anxiously: "If you're not afraid of ten thousand, you're afraid of what happens..."

Mu Cuiping snorted coldly, and asked nonchalantly, "How did you become such a coward?"

In her opinion, it is basically impossible for Zhong Qing to restore her memory. After so many years, with the success of the operation that year, it is unreasonable for the deleted things to resurface.

Seeing that Mu Wanqing was sitting on pins and needles, Mu Cuiping smiled and comforted her: "Okay Wanqing, you just need to win over the Mu family, and you don't have to worry about other things."

Mu Wanqing was still worried, and nodded hesitantly: "I remember, as long as grandpa still treats me as his own granddaughter, Zhong Qing will never have a chance."

After she finished speaking, she noticed a stern look in Mu Cuiping's eyes, but she regained her composure in an instant.