The president's wife is from the devil's sect

The death of old man Shen was really too sudden, completely unexpected for Shen Fengchen, but Zhao Qingwu, who said she hadn't recovered her memory, could feel that she loved old man Shen very deeply.

Every night, Shen Fengchen knelt in the mourning hall alone, neither talking nor eating, the whole person seemed very disappointed, every time Zhao Qingwu walked over and saw that the food next to him hadn't moved, she stretched out her hand to pat She patted him on the back, but felt a little weird, and stopped her hand in mid-air.

After struggling for almost three seconds, Zhao Qingwu still broke through the barrier in his heart, then stretched out his hand and patted him on the back, comforting him: "Don't be so sad, let your condolences change."

In the center of the mourning hall is a photo of old man Shen when he was young, so radiant, this old man who has struggled for decades, but ended up dying, this is the biggest pain in Shen Fengchen's heart.

"From childhood to adulthood, my father never cared about me, only my grandfather has always taken care of me." Shen Fengchen felt very sad when thinking of those things, and wanted to cry, because he didn't know what was going on. To receive the news of Grandpa's death.

Zhao Qingwu has always wanted to recall those memories, but who knows that the more she thinks about it, the more her head hurts. The pain is so bad that she is almost untenable. Seeing this, Shen Fengchen quickly stretched out his hand to support her: "You What's wrong?"

"I don't know what's going on in my head. I always think of something, and I have a terrible headache. I do have the impression that I have a past with Mr. Shen, but I can't remember it."

Zhao Qingwu now knows more and more that what Shen Fengchen said is true, she can't go on like this, she must find the truth.

All of a sudden, many people were knocking on the door. The Shen family was already chaotic enough, but now that such a group of people came, it was even more chaotic. Hearing this movement, Shen Fengchen thought it was someone else who came, and later it was the housekeeper Said: "President, those people outside... say they are here to pay homage to the old man."

Shangguan Jiaran brought a few of his subordinates together, and then lit a stick of incense. When she saw Zhao Qingwu, Zhao Qingwu could clearly feel attracted in her mind. Although she didn't know this woman, she had a kind of presence Bad feeling.

"Mr. Shen, it's really unfortunate. You have to express your condolences, but Mr. Shen is already so old, and his death can be regarded as the end of his life." Shangguan Jiaran didn't know if it sounded good or not. Bad words, in short, Shen Fengchen's expression at this time is very ugly, and she is not welcome at all to offer incense.

Shangguan Jiaran glanced at Zhao Qingwu, making Zhao Qingwu feel like he was on fire, Zhao Qingwu suddenly shouted: "Wait!"

"What's the matter?" Shangguan Jiaran turned his head, with a fresh smile on his face, it was that face that made people feel so disgusting.

"I've seen you." Zhao Qingwu has forgotten everything, but she still remembers Shangguan Jiaran. Although she forgot her name, she still remembers her facial features clearly. This is really strange, Zhao Qingwu I feel that there must be some past between her and this Shangguan Jiaran.

"It's true that we just met each other last time, and even fought against each other once. I didn't expect your memory to be so good." When Shangguan Jiaran came to the mourning hall, he forgot to see how Zhao Qingwu was doing, but he didn't Thinking that she would remember her, it stands to reason that her hypnotism is so strong that she has already forgotten everyone. This Zhao Qingwu is really not a simple opponent.

Zhao Qingwu's memory is very messy, in fact, she almost forgot all about it, but when she saw Shangguan Jiaran, she always felt the last moment when she lost her memory, as if she had a deep relationship with her.

Shangguan Jiaran is very tall, and she is wearing a set of fashionable clothes. Her neck is covered by a high collar, and her neat short hair shows that she has an extraordinary temperament, especially her high-ranking appearance. It makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Shangguan Jiaran has a mixed-race facial features, so she looks very delicate, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, and her eyes are not brown eyes of oriental people, but a little blue, and she has a charming appearance, which makes people feel happy when they see it rippling.

Zhao Qingwu didn't have the leisure to appreciate Shangguan Jiaran's moving facial features. The one thing she wanted to do most at this moment was to break the casserole and ask the end.

"It wasn't that time, it was in a very narrow space." Looking at Shangguan Jiaran, Zhao Qingwu felt more and more strange, always thinking that she must have something hidden.

Shangguan Jiaran put one hand under the other elbow, then looked at his nails, then turned his eyes to Zhao Qingwu, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "I heard that you have lost your memory, why? still remember me?"

Zhao Qingwu approached her step by step, wanting to explore more secrets from her pair of blue eyes: "So I wonder if my amnesia has something to do with you?"

Shangguan Jiaran was a little surprised that Zhao Qingwu was able to immediately realize whether he had something to do with her at such a time.

It stands to reason that she did this matter impeccably, and she has been working hard to suppress her memory. Who knew that Zhao Qingwu would still have such thoughts when she saw her.

Shangguan Jiaran was originally the culprit of this amnesia, but how could she admit it, instead she sneered: "You know yourself, how could it have something to do with me?"

"Do you know how to hypnotize?" Zhao Qingwu's question hit the nail on the head, especially since her eyes were still fixed on Shangguan Jiaran, trying to find any clues from her.

"Why can't you ask me this question? It's none of your business whether I can hypnotize you or not?" Shangguan Jiaran is also a hypnotist after all, but at this time, Zhao Qingwu's staring eyes will be a little dodge. After getting emotional, Shangguan Jiaran continued to look at Zhao Qingwu with his eyes, and Zhao Qingwu felt more and more that Shangguan Jiaran had always wanted to use something to control her.

This kind of feeling seemed familiar, so Zhao Qingwu felt that this Shangguan Jiaran must have done some ugly things secretly, but now Zhao Qingwu firmly said: "My amnesia has absolutely nothing to do with you."

"If you have evidence, show the evidence." Shangguan Jiaran is not the kind who can be slandered casually, "If there is no evidence, I hope you will not talk nonsense. You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense."

It is true that Zhao Qingwu has no evidence, but she still remembers one thing at this moment, so she issued a war message to Shangguan Jiaran: "Then you wait for me to find the evidence."

Shangguan Jiaran twitched his lips and smiled ironically: "Okay, I want to see what kind of evidence you can find!"