Ying Ye Cong looked at Feng Yin with eyes, sometimes in a trance, sometimes piercingly.

It's getting more and more unpredictable.

"If I'm really related to your past memories, I can't feel nothing. Besides, with your status, you can just send someone to investigate. There's no need to come to me directly."

Feng Yin expressed his doubts bluntly.

Yingye Cong admired her a little more.

"My old man protects your identity very well. I want to check, but I don't want to touch his bottom line."

After Yingye Cong finished speaking, Feng Yin sneered.

"Do you want to check or can't find it?"

Takano Cong: "..."

"Let's get straight to the point. I won't have anything to do with your memory, and I can't be the person you're looking for. In short, from now on, my identity will only be a guest of the Takano family."

Feng Yin is firm, and doesn't want to get involved in anything other than cooperation.

"Then what about the business? If I have a better business for you, why don't I talk about it?" Takano Cong didn't want to give up.

The deep eyes fell on the Fengyin mask. These eyes are clear and clear, but cold to the bone. They are definitely a pair of eyes with stories.

"Business is about first-come-first-served. We've already talked about it with your old man. There's nothing I can do about it."

After the words fell, Feng Yin stood up and prepared to leave.

"and many more."

Yingye Cong stopped her again. In the past three years, a woman who gave him a special feeling finally appeared, who might wake up his lost memory at any time. He didn't want to miss this opportunity.

"I want to try to get along with you and see if I can get back my memory. I ask you to open it!" Ying Ye Cong's words made Feng Yin very angry.

"Is there something wrong with you! Can't you understand my words? Besides, you feel that you have a special feeling for me, so what if I am a liar? Or a spy sent by another family to plot against you?!"

Feng Yin wanted to get rid of Yingye Cong quickly, and let him give up by the way.

Takano Cong smiled, and his thin lips curled up nicely. At this moment, it felt like...

Feng Yin suddenly looked away.

I do not want to see.

It's been more than three years since Leng Yan left. It's not that she hasn't seen a man with a similar face to him. At the beginning, she would stare at him a little out of control, or see pictures imagining Leng Yan on TV or on her mobile phone. , will also stare intently.

There was even a time when the male lead of a hit drama had eyebrows and eyes that resembled Leng Yan, so she directly invested 5000 million in the new drama of the male lead.

Thinking about it now, when she just lost Leng Yan, she was also lost and paranoid for a period of time.

Later, after Leng Ting learned to speak, she watched Leng Ting grow up and gradually found herself.

It's a fact that Leng Yan is gone, she has to learn to accept and face it, if it's just her alone, it's easy to say, she still has Leng Ting.

Leng Ting lost her father at such a young age, if her mother was doing nothing, how would she face the world at such a young age?

During the time when she was lost, Feng Yin's designs were all in a dark style. Later, as Leng Ting grew up, her style gradually became brighter and clearer.

So, seeing Yingye Cong now, even if his figure resembles Leng Yan, even if his eyes also have the shadow of Leng Yan, Feng Yin will not lose any more.

The imprint of the loss is in the bottom of her heart, and the present is worth fighting for and striving for.

Feng Yin was in a trance for a moment, in Yingye Cong's eyes, she also had a different feeling for him.

"Let's try to get along for a while and see, any?"

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