Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Yang Zhuoying remembered that when the two first met, He Junlin had to watch the app that taught cooking. Logically speaking, he was so busy on weekdays that he didn't have time to practice at all, and there was an aunt cooking at home. How could he improve so fast?
Alas, she also learned how to cook from videos, but the taste is not as good as his cooking. Is this the so-called genius?

Seeing her envious and jealous eyes, He Junlin was amused, and suddenly realized why he looked at her differently before he lost his memory. Feel fresh.

"If you like to eat, eat more. I don't know how to cook every day, but if you want to eat, it's not impossible. You have to give her some bribes." He Junlin gave her food while winking at her , as if to say you understand.

The corner of Yang Zhuoying's mouth twitched, she didn't understand!

"By the way, I have a follow-up visit today. I'll call Fang Lang and make an appointment with him." After eating the rice in the bowl two or three times, she picked up the phone and called Fang Lang.

He Junlin ate quietly, listening to her talking on the phone, and made an appointment with Fang Lang at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Coming out of the hospital, He Junlin opened the car door and let Yang Zhuoying get in the car first, but he didn't get in.

"You go back first, I have an appointment with a friend."

Yang Zhuoying blinked, and was about to ask when He Junlin had friends here, but after thinking about it, it is not surprising that he has friends in various places at his age, she asked too much, which would make him feel disgusted , I feel like I'm controlling him.

"Okay, but you don't have a car, or you can use this car, and I'll take a taxi back."

He Junlin shook his head, "No, my friend and I made an appointment to meet nearby, and besides, I didn't bring my driver's license with me."

"Okay then, call me if you have anything to do." Seeing his insistence, Yang Zhuoying didn't force him, otherwise, it would be annoying instead of caring.

"Ok."

When Yang Zhuoying walked away, He Junlin took out his mobile phone, found Zhong Jiaxin's phone number, and called her.

The place where the two agreed to meet.

He Junlin went there by taxi. The driver took a detour and arrived 10 minutes later than the appointment time. When he arrived at the restaurant, Zhong Jiaxin had already arrived.

"Sorry, I'm late and kept you waiting."

"It's not long since I arrived." Seeing him, Zhong Jiaxin concealed her excitement, but quickly suppressed it, with a dignified and generous appearance.

"Just now, seeing that you haven't arrived, I ordered a cup of coffee for you first. It's the Mocha coffee you like to drink."

He Junlin sat down opposite her, glanced at the coffee in front of him, he picked it up and took a sip, before saying: "The coffee is good, but I rarely drink coffee now."

It was probably because he was only focused on work, had no regular meals, and suffered from stomach problems. After falling ill this time, the attending doctor told him to stay away from coffee. Of course, he didn't say this.

Sure enough, when Zhong Jiaxin heard this, she thought he was implying that she liked it before, but now she doesn't like it.

"Then what do you like?" She suppressed the irritability in her heart and asked with a smile.

He Junlin smiled and said nothing, but took another sip of coffee, and Zhong Jiaxin's face froze again.

Saying that he doesn't like her anymore, but taking sips of coffee in front of her, this clearly implies that he doesn't like her!

Zhong Jiaxin really couldn't figure it out. Before he lost his memory, he resisted her because she had betrayed him. Now that he has lost his memory, he still refuses to accept her. Is she so bad?
Her veins were bulging in the hand holding the cup.

Seeing her small movements, He Junlin seemed to be incomprehensible and asked: "Miss Zhong, your complexion is a bit ugly, is there something uncomfortable, why don't you go to the doctor first, and we can make an appointment when you are free some other day. "

"No, I'm fine." Zhong Jiaxin forced a smile on her face, expressing that she was fine and didn't need to see a doctor.

At this time, the waiter brought the dishes that Zhong Jiaxin had ordered earlier, and He Junlin saw that they were all his favorite dishes, and said in his heart that they were not fake at all.

Zhong Jiaxin is a stunning beauty, exuding an aristocratic temperament all over her body, and she knows how to use her own advantages to confuse men. It is undeniable that He Junlin was also amazed by her when he first saw her.

At this moment, she was so courteous to him, any man would be fascinated by her, even if he knew that she had a history of betrayal in the past.

At this time, a player stood by the table and played a melodious violin piece for them, which told a beautiful and moving romantic story.

The atmosphere between the two was softened by the sound of the piano.

Looking at his favorite food, fine wine, and the beautiful music of the piano, He Junlin suddenly whetted his appetite, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.

Sensing the change in He Junlin's mood, seeing that he was eating happily, Zhong Jiaxin's mood also improved.

"This steamed sea bass is well cooked. Try it." She picked up a piece of fish and handed it to his mouth, motioning him to open his mouth.

Looking at the fish handed to his mouth, He Junlin raised his brows lightly, feeling that her behavior was too intimate, so naturally he refused to eat it, "You can eat it, I can do it myself." As he said, he picked up a piece by himself The fish tastes good.

Being rejected, Zhong Jiaxin was not annoyed, put the piece of fish he refused to eat into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and glanced at the man at the third table on the right from the corner of his eye.

The man put down his phone, nodded to her, and exchanged some kind of information with her eyes.

Zhong Jiaxin raised his lips slightly, and his eyes flashed with a smile of success.

The man anonymously sent out the photos he secretly took just now.

The next moment, Yang Zhuoying received a new message, and she clicked on it.

It was a group of photos. In the photos, He Junlin was with a woman, and the two of them were either looking at each other and smiling, or feeding each other intimately.

Yang Zhuoying looked at the photos one by one, and the first few photos only showed He Junlin's front face, not the woman opposite him, until the fourth photo.

That is Zhong Jiaxin.

On that deliberately dressed face, there was a bright smile, and the eyes that stared at He Junlin were full of love.

Are they dating?

Suddenly, she remembered that when the two broke up at the entrance of the hospital, He Junlin said that he had made an appointment with a friend, and that friend was Zhong Jiaxin?
He regained his memory?When did this happen.

If he remembered everything, why didn't he tell her first, but went to see Zhong Jiaxin?
Could it be that Zhong Jiaxin is more important than her in his heart?

Staring at those photos, countless thoughts flashed through Yang Zhuoying's mind.

She clenched her hands into fists, her eyes were cold.

Taking a deep breath, she took out her mobile phone and called He Junlin.

in the restaurant.

"You said you found out the truth about my mother's death, so you can tell me now."

He Junlin put down his chopsticks, and asked about what Zhong Jiaxin said when he asked him to meet.

The movements of Zhong Jiaxin's hands paused, and she said angrily: "Can't we talk about it after we finish eating? If the food is cold, it won't taste good."