Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

However, he only had a vague impression of her, and Yang Zhuoying would come back at any time, so he didn't want to complicate the matter, so he had no choice but to pretend that he had no impression of Zhong Jiaxin, and planned to come back and ask Wei Lei for clarification.

Wei Lei didn't let him down either, when he asked him about Zhong Jiaxin, he told him everything he knew.

Wei Lei said a lot, the key point is that Zhong Jiaxin is He Junlin's first love, the two met in country M, and they were talking about marriage. Later, for some unknown reason, she married someone else, it was amazing What's more, many years later, she inherited her ex-husband's legacy and became the new chairman of the Wanguo Group, and she wanted to come back and get back together with him.

However, He Junlin already had Yang Zhuoying by his side, so he naturally rejected Zhong Jiaxin's courtship, but she didn't give up and chased him all the way to China.

"So, she came to Country L for me too?" After listening to Wei Lei's explanation, He Junlin concluded.

"I don't know." Wei Lei didn't know how to answer for a moment. If he said no, he seemed to be saying that He Junlin was being sentimental. I feel sorry for Yang Zhuoying, in the end, I can only say that I don't know.

He Junlin didn't expect Wei Lei to give an answer, but just asked casually.

After Yang Zhuoying took a shower, she walked into the room, and immediately saw He Junlin occupying the entire bed and watching with her mobile phone, she was at a loss for a while.

After he was discharged from the hospital, the two had been sharing the same bed, but they were just sleeping, and the night life between husband and wife did not happen.

Apart from He Junlin's physical condition, Fang Lang suggested that sexual intercourse should be restrained, and it is best not to have it until he fully recovers.In addition, now that he has lost his memory, Yang Zhuoying sometimes feels like facing another person, which makes her lose that passion even if she sleeps on the same bed with him.

At this time, Yang Zhuoying smelled a dangerous smell in the air, and she suddenly felt that it was not appropriate to share the bed with He Junlin tonight.

"After taking a shower, come and sleep." Seeing her coming in, He Junlin patted the place beside him and said.

Yang Zhuoying faltered and said: "I still have things to deal with, I don't know when it will take, you go to bed first, I'll go to the study."

"What do you need to do?"

Didn't Yang Zhuoying help Qin Mo deal with the accounts? Wei Lei took care of the company's affairs. He couldn't think of anything else she had to do at such a late hour.

"I" Yang Zhuoying's thoughts raced, wanting to find an excuse as soon as possible.

Seeing her flickering eyes, He Junlin's eyes darkened, "You don't want to sleep in the same bed with me?"

Yang Zhuoying was taken aback by talking about the central matter, but said: "Why, these days, we have been sleeping in the same bed, I really have business to deal with."

He Junlin raised his handsome eyebrows. He just lost his memory, but his IQ was still there. She made it clear that she didn't have 300 taels of silver here, and she wanted to quibble.

He quickly filtered through the bottom of his heart, the reason for her sudden face change.

Could it be that when she saw him chatting with Zhong Jiaxin, she was jealous and having a fight?
He thought he understood the reason why Yang Zhuoying behaved like this, how could He Junlin let her go to the study like this.

Looking at Yang Zhuoying's dripping hair, He Junlin stood up without thinking, picked up a clean towel and covered her head, and gently wiped her hair.

"Is it because I haven't remembered what happened between us until now, are you unhappy?"

Yang Zhuoying quickly denied, "If not, you will lose your memory because of the sequelae of poisoning. When Fang Lang develops a medicine to repair the damaged brain and chest, you will naturally recover your memory."

Rather than saying that she is unhappy, it is better to say that she is disturbed.

She was afraid that he would not be able to recover his amnesia in the future, and forget the little things between the two of them. She didn't want to lose him.

At the banquet just now, she found that there were many women present who showed interest in He Junlin. She believed that if she was not present, he would have been abducted by some woman.

He is so outstanding, even in country L, not many people know his identity, but he still easily captured a lot of hearts.

She was very confident in herself and felt that she was no worse than any woman, but when she saw how popular He Junlin was, she suddenly became unsure.

If they were not a husband and wife relationship, would he fall in love with her again when he lost his memory.

Can she still have his love for granted?
Wouldn't he be snatched away by another woman and leave her alone?

"Don't be afraid, I won't abandon you." In a trance, He Junlin's voice sounded in his ear.

He Junlin hugged her into his arms and kissed her on the forehead. He couldn't remember what happened to them before, but a voice in his heart said to him, don't let this woman go, he wants to make her happy.

Listening to his reassuring voice, Yang Zhuoying's consciousness gradually became blurred, and she didn't even know that she was being carried to bed by him.

Lying on the bed, He Junlin decided to meet Zhong Jiaxin tomorrow. He had a hunch that that woman might be the key to stimulate him to regain his memory.

After a night of no dreams, Yang Zhuoying woke up the next morning, opened her eyes, looked at the empty bed beside her, recalled what happened last night before she died, and her little face turned a little red.

As a result, they still slept together last night.

It's just that what she thought didn't happen. However, he was not tempted when she was hugging such a lively beauty.

Is there something wrong with him, or something wrong with her?

Shaking her head, leaving these unnutritious problems behind, Yang Zhuoying got up slowly and went to wash up.

Walking to the stairs, a smell of rice wafted over, and Yang Zhuoying subconsciously followed the smell.

"You're awake, the food is ready, hurry up and eat." He Junlin looked up when he heard the movement, and saw Yang Zhuoying standing at the door, waving at her.

Yang Zhuoying's eyes fell on the apron on his body, and she said in surprise: "Why did you cook today's breakfast, where's Auntie?"

"She had something to do at home. She called in the morning and asked for a day off, so I did it myself."

In fact, He Junlin originally only wanted to order noodles, but when he saw that the freezer was full of ingredients, some fragmentary fragments suddenly flashed in his mind, so he instinctively started cooking.

"I'll try your cooking." Yang Zhuoying walked over quickly, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, chewed it in her mouth, and then gave a thumbs up.

"That's right, you can go to open a shop." She said, and put another sun egg into the bowl.

Seeing her eating regardless of the heat, like a child, He Junlin took out a tissue and handed it over, reminding with a smile, "Slow down, no one will grab you."

Yang Zhuoying took the tissue, wiped her mouth indiscriminately, and stretched out her chopsticks to the braised pork ribs in front of He Junlin.

"The dishes you cook are getting more and more delicious. God is really partial. You are so outstanding, handsome, from a good family background, capable, and so good at cooking. Obviously you used to be like me. You don’t know how to cook, actually, did you secretly enroll in the culinary interest class without telling me?”