The president's wife with one child and five treasures is the favorite of the group

Looking at Bai Liyue's shocked gaze, Ling Mohan indifferently picked up the coat on the armchair.

"Miss Bai, I will pretend that what happened today never happened.

In the future, please don't make such strange behaviors again. "

After speaking, he strode out of the private room.

When opening the private room door, Ling Mohan squeezed the doorknob's hand for a moment.

His eyes were dim, and he raised his hand to touch the position of his heart.

What's going on, why does he always have inexplicable heartache?

He turned his head to look, and saw Bai Liyue's crystal eyes staring at him.

At this moment, Ling Mohan felt extremely depressed.

It's a very strange feeling.

It seemed that every time he saw this woman sad, he would feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

But, they don't know each other!

Ling Mohan took a deep breath, and strode out of the private room.

...

At the entrance of the seven-star hotel.

Yu Jie followed Ling Mohan and asked, "Master, should we go back to the company or go home?"

At the hotel gate, a limited-edition luxury car parked not far in front of Ling Mohan.

The door of the luxury car was opened from the outside, and a woman in a white wedding dress came out from inside.

When seeing this white wedding dress, a picture suddenly flashed in Ling Mohan's mind.

It's a woman in a wedding dress.

However, the scene was so fleeting that he couldn't even see the woman's face clearly.

Ling Mohan's breathing gradually became heavy, and he only felt a splitting headache.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Jie hurried forward to support Ling Mohan, terrified.

Ling Mohan suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Yu Jie.

"I, was married?"

Yu Jie was confused by Ling Mohan's question, and he replied: "Master, are you okay? I haven't heard anyone say that you were married."

Yu Jie also became Ling Mohan's assistant after Ling Mohan took over the Ling family's business some time ago.

Naturally, he was not very clear about Ling Mohan's past.

Ling Mohan shook off his hand, and strode into the car parked in front.

After getting in the car, he said to the driver, "Go back to Ling's house."

Yu Jie stood where he was, with no time to react.

When he reacted, Ling Mohan had already sped away in the car.

Yu Jie quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed Mrs. Ling's number: "Madam, it's not good..."

...

After Ling Mohan left, Bai Liyue came out of the hotel in a daze.

Qin Yahan chased her out, grabbed her arm and asked, "Liyue, what's wrong? Why do you look lost?

Didn't you get alone with Ling Mohan just now?You didn't tell him that he was actually Mu Jingchen? "

Bai Liyue threw herself into Qin Yahan's arms regardless of the pedestrians passing by.

"Yahan, I'm a little confused, he said he remembered the past, he said he was Ling Mohan.

Am I wrong?However, there is no way I will admit my mistake!His habits, everything about him, I can't remember it wrong! "

"what?"

Qin Yahan was also dumbfounded, she didn't know how to comfort Liyue for a moment.

Ling Mohan didn't lose his memory?

That can only mean that Liyue made a mistake?

This news was like a bolt from the blue than knowing that Mu Jingchen had lost his memory.

Mu Jingchen's amnesia proved that the present Ling Mohan was Mu Jingchen, and that he was still alive.

Qin Yahan stroked Bai Liyue's back lightly: "Okay, okay, Liyue, the matter is not yet a foregone conclusion.

Maybe something went wrong, let's go, I'll take you back, and we'll figure out a way. "

Qin Yahan watched the passers-by around them look sideways at them, and smiled awkwardly at the passers-by.

Afterwards, she took Bai Liyue and got into the car together, planning to go back to the hotel where she stayed first and then discuss countermeasures.

...

Ling family.

Ling Mohan's car stopped at the gate of Ling's house.

After getting off the car, Ling Mohan quickly walked towards the hall.

After entering the hall, Ling Mohan looked around, but didn't see the figure he was looking for.

He looked coldly at the maid who was cleaning the hall, and asked, "Where is your wife?"

The maid quickly replied, "Master, the wife is in the garden behind."

Ling Mohan almost strode towards the back garden.

in the back garden.

Among the rare and rare herbs, Mrs. Ling squatted in front of a herb.

With her scarlet nails, she pinched down the seeds of the herb in front of her, and carefully received them in a small bamboo basket.

Ling Mohan paused for two seconds, stepped forward, and asked Mrs. Ling's back, "Have I ever been married?"

Mrs. Ling's action of picking and collecting herbs froze for a moment.

Then, she got up suddenly, looked at Ling Mohan and said with a smile: "Mo Han, what are you talking about? You don't even have a girlfriend, how could you have been married?"

Mrs. Ling put down the herbs, walked to Ling Mohan's side, and joked, "Why, my son wants to get married?"

Ling Mohan's black pupils were stained with gloom, and he asked again: "I've never been married?"

"Of course, Mo Han, why would you ask such a question?"

"It's nothing."

He replied indifferently, then turned and left the garden.

The smile on Mrs. Ling's face slowly disappeared as his figure drifted away.

She knelt down and lifted the bamboo basket.

In the bamboo basket, a lot of herbs have been picked.

When Mrs. Ling came to the hall with the herbs, Ling Mohan had already disappeared.

She looked at the servant beside her and asked, "Where is the young master?"

"Madam, the young master is in the upstairs room."

Mrs. Ling glanced upstairs at Ling Mohan's room, and passed the herbs in her hand to the maid next to her.

"The young master is too weak these days. Starting today, he will be given more medicine every day."

"Yes, ma'am."

...

In Ling Mohan's room.

Ling Mohan stood in front of a wall of photos.

There are photos of him from childhood to adulthood.

Judging from his growth process, he used to like drag racing, bungee jumping and other exciting things.

But now, he doesn't have the slightest interest in these things.

Sometimes, he even felt that the person in the photo was not him.

At the hotel just now, the woman was right.

For the past, his memory is very vague.

But there is one thing clearly remembered in his mind: he is Ling Mohan.

Outside the door, there was a "dong dong dong" sound.

"Mo Han, it's me."

Hearing his mother's voice outside the door, Ling Mohan restrained his emotions.

"Enter."

Mrs. Ling came in with a bowl of fish soup, and said with a smile, "Mo Han, I remember you liked fish soup since you were a child. Mom made it for you."

Ling Mohan glanced at the soup in her hand, lowered his eyes and said, "Let it go."

Mrs. Ling was obviously used to his indifference.

She put down the fish soup, and asked casually: "I heard from Yu Jie just now that a woman came to you just now?"

Ling Mohan frowned, and said vigilantly: "Are you spying on me?"

Mrs. Ling smiled calmly.

"You child, what are you talking about, I am your mother, how can I call it surveillance?

I just asked about your recent situation in the company, and Yu Jie told me about it by the way. "

Having said that, she sized up Ling Mohan carefully, observed his expression, and asked tentatively: "Mo Han, who is that woman who is looking for you?"