Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Yang Xiaoyi made up her mind to ask Qin Mo to find a way to find out the details of the woman when she got back. If the woman really had something to do with Zhang Yushan, she would tell Yang Zhuoying the result. If not, then she would stop talking.

Country L.

Yang Zhuoying has been in a good mood for the past two days. First, there was good news from Wei Lei. Li Mingyu and Wei Kun, two troublemakers, were suppressed by her and Qin Mo. They should not be monsters again in the short term. In other words, she There is no need to rush back to the country, just stay here to accompany He Junlin to heal his illness.

What pleased her most was the news from Fang Lang that the research had made new progress, and it might not take long for He Junlin to recover his memory.

He Junlin is a person with strong adaptability. After accepting his amnesia, he no longer passively waits for his memory to recover, but takes the initiative to retrieve his memory. At the same time, he allows himself to integrate into his new life as soon as possible.

On this day, An Ziyu sent an invitation card, inviting Yang Zhuoying and Yang Zhuoying to attend An's anniversary celebration.

An Ziyu was one of Yang Zhuoying's few friends in Country L, and she owed him favors. In addition, He Junlin also showed interest, so the two dressed up to attend the banquet.

Entering the venue, Yang Zhuoying looked around and found few people he knew, but He Junlin was in good spirits, probably because he was stuck at home these days and was a little bored, and the atmosphere here also gave him a sense of familiarity.

"Hi, Mr. He, nice to meet you."

Seeing them coming, An Ziyu left the friends who were talking, walked towards them, and greeted them warmly.

"Hello, Mr. An, congratulations on getting better and better." He Junlin extended his hand generously to shake An Ziyu back.

"Then I will accept your precious words." An Ziyu said with a light smile.

"Where's Angel, why don't you see her?" Yang Zhuoying looked around, but there was no sign of her.

"It seems that something happened to Su Zishi, and she was called away. You and Su Zishi have such a good relationship, and he didn't tell you what happened?" An Ziyu didn't know if it was intentional, as if Yang Zhuoying had an affair with Su Zishi like love.

Yang Zhuoying subconsciously glanced at He Junlin, seeing that he didn't respond, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "No, I've been busy recently, and I haven't contacted him for a long time, do you know what happened?"

"It seems that something went wrong with the previous acquisition case. Since he didn't look for you, it shouldn't be a big deal." After that, An Ziyu proposed to introduce other business friends to He Junlin.

He Junlin readily accepted, but Yang Zhuoying was not interested in these entertainments, so she excused herself to go to the bathroom, so she didn't go with her.

An Ziyu took He Junlin around the venue, and enthusiastically introduced many celebrities from Country L to him.

"Mr. An, why don't you introduce us?"

Suddenly, a gorgeous figure approached them, even among a group of blond, blue-eyed, hot-figured beauties, the person who came could catch people's eyes.

"This is Ms. Zhong, she is the chairman of Wanguo Group, and this is Mr. He Junlin, a well-known big entrepreneur in China."

An Ziyu introduced them, and noticed that Zhong Jiaxin looked at He Junlin differently, thinking that they might be old acquaintances, on the surface they kept calm, and then, when a friend called him, he took the opportunity to leave, leaving them behind. be alone.

"He Junlin, you really don't remember me?" Zhong Jiaxin couldn't hide his excitement, his lips trembled slightly.

He Junlin frowned slightly, "Sorry, I lost my memory, I don't remember many things, we met before?"

Seeing that he really didn't recognize her anymore, Zhong Jiaxin was still a little disappointed even though she was mentally prepared, but she quickly cheered up again, thinking that there was nothing wrong with this, she raised an elegant and calm smile.

"Since I don't remember, let's get to know each other again. Hello, I'm Zhong Jiaxin." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to him, and he glanced at her, then reached out to shake her hand.

"Actually, I'm very interested in developing in City B. It's just that I've been developing abroad. I don't know much about the domestic business environment. I don't know if you are free tonight. Explain to me. I think we should cooperate. opportunity, what do you think?"

Zhong Jiaxin's index finger stroked his palm quietly, with a suggestive smile on his face.

He Junlin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he withdrew his hand expressionlessly, "There is always a chance, sorry, my wife is looking for me, excuse me."

Zhong Jiaxin followed his gaze, and sure enough, she saw Yang Zhuoying who was looking around at the other end of the banquet hall.

"Wait a minute." Seeing that he left as soon as he said, without any regrets, she asked to stay without thinking, "Do you want to know how your mother died?"

He Junlin paused, and turned around, "I don't quite understand what you mean. From your tone of voice, my mother's death was caused by other secrets, and as a son, I don't know it, but you do?"

His gaze was not sharp, but there was a terrifying majesty in it, Zhong Jiaxin couldn't believe it, and just nodded slightly.

"Because you have been investigating this matter before, for you, I spent a lot of effort to find some clues."

"What conditions do you have?" He Junlin looked at her deeply and asked.

I want you to come back to me.

When this sentence came to his lips, Zhong Jiaxin swallowed it back, haste makes waste, He Junlin doesn't remember her at all now, raising such a condition, I'm afraid it will push him further away.

"Just now, as I said, I want to develop in City B and find a partner. I think you are a good choice."

"Tomorrow, let's make an appointment to have a good talk." After leaving these words, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked towards Yang Zhuoying.

Watching He Junlin leave hand in hand with other women, the jealousy in Zhong Jiaxin's eyes was about to overflow, and it took almost all of her strength to suppress the urge to rush over and separate them.

Biting her lip hard, Zhong Jiaxin withdrew her gaze and rushed towards the bathroom.

He walked quickly to the sink, scooped up cold tap water with both hands and poured it on his cheeks to extinguish the anger in his chest. Suddenly, the door of the bathroom was pushed open.

Zhong Jiaxin heard the sound of someone walking in, but she ignored it and continued to bury her head in her face.

Footsteps came from the door behind her, as if she had sensed something, the movements of her hands paused, she raised her head, and a refined face appeared in front of the mirror.

"Why are you here? The men's room is next door. You went wrong, Mr. An."

The corners of An Ziyu's mouth were lightly raised, a wicked smile leaped onto the corners of his lips, he put his arms around her waist, and his fiery breath blew by her ears, "How did you talk to him just now?"

Zhong Jiaxin wanted to break free from his restraint, but instead he hugged him even tighter, "It's an appointment, we'll talk tomorrow."

An Ziyu lowered his head and kissed her earlobe, "I helped you, how can you thank me?"

"Why help me?" Zhong Jiaxin turned her head and looked straight into his eyes.