Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

She suddenly felt her stomach cramping, and the pain spread to every cell in her body.

This kind of pain is more or less diaphragmatic.

No matter what he became, he never forgot Qi Yu.

She thought that if Qi Yu knew about it, he would definitely laugh at her

"Cong Rong, what you robbed along the way will eventually be repaid. It is true that I am dead, but I will be a thorn in your happy marriage in the future. I will take it out and read it from time to time to prick your heart. Haha, I wish you the best. Always sucks."

Last night, everyone had a tacit agreement not to talk about Qi Yu, thinking that she could be erased from her mind.

But they were all wrong.

"Qi Yu is dead. If you want to know about her, I can find an opportunity to tell you slowly."

Cong Rong pretended to be calm and raised her head to stare at him.

The moment she said the words, she saw a light in Ji Tingqiu's eyes.

This made her feel like she had never really entered their world, but rather like a spectator looking at the past.

She could feel that Ji Tingqiu was eager to know everything about Qi Yu.

"Cong Rong, what are you talking to him about? Didn't that woman cause you enough misery? I was almost poisoned to death by her. I'm not saying that I don't have such curiosity. Isn't it great to forget about that snake and scorpion woman? Well, you actually took the initiative to mention it to him. Aren't you making yourself unhappy?"

Gu Yuyang was the first to look past it. He slapped the table with his big hand and looked at Cong Rong's expression.

"Yes, Sister Cong Rong, it's a good thing to forget." Zhang Yuting comforted her arm.

Cong Rong took a deep breath and smiled back at the two of them, "It doesn't matter. This may help him recover his memory. These are things that really happened. People who really existed, he has the right to know everything."

After saying that, she looked at Ji Tingqiu,

"If you want to know, follow me back to the hotel. I will talk to you alone. We can talk for a long time. After listening, you can make a choice whether to marry me or not. Let's go."

Ji Tingqiu caught a hint of sadness in her face, and Cong Rong didn't seem to want to mention Qi Yu.

Combining what Gu Yuyang just said, he believed that,

Qi Yu should be a knot in everyone’s heart.

Not a good kind of tribulation.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously wanted to avoid the topic that made Cong Rong unhappy, so his eyes fell on Gu Yuyang again.

"Let's discuss his affairs first. Don't see this man until I recover my memory. This is fair competition." Ji Tingqiu pointed at Gu Yuyang.

Cong Rong responded angrily, "No need to worry about it. Who I want to see and whose flowers I want to receive depends on my mood. If you have time, why not sleep more by yourself? Maybe you can regain your memory when you wake up."

Two people, you say a word, I say a word, no one intends to forgive others.

Gu Yuyang and Zhang Yuting, who were sitting next to them, had dark lines on their faces, and they took a sip of coffee silently.

The sun shines on the glass bed, reflecting a layer of dazzling light.

A few people didn't notice at all that behind a green belt across the road, a mixed-race man wearing a peaked cap stared at their every move with sinister eyes.

In the afternoon, Cong Rong and Zhang Yuting have been discussing the issue of layout and material selection.

And Ji Tingqiu,

After finishing his coffee, he drove Gu Yuyang away, followed him all the way back to the office, and occupied Cong Rong's workstation.

He was leaning against a revolving chair, his long legs crossed over each other, and he was wearing a slim suit with a striped tie, looking ascetic and capable.

But this person didn't do anything, he just stared at Cong Rong's delicate profile.

Feeling his naked gaze, Cong Rong's ears turned slightly red, and his face became even hotter.

At present, in order not to cause commotion,

Only Zhang Yuting and secretary Xiaoyu knew about Ji Tingqiu's amnesia.

Therefore, this afternoon, other colleagues in the office kept silent and worked hard, fearing that Ji Tingqiu would glance at them with a murderous look and lose their jobs.

It was extremely quiet in the office, so quiet that you could hear the sound of plastic bags falling to the ground.

"Everyone feels uncomfortable here. You can go to the top floor, where the secretary is, okay?"

Cong Rong glanced at the "source" uncomfortably.

She said the last two words in an accentuated tone, almost gritting her teeth.

But who knows, Ji Tingqiu gave a standard smile, then picked up the documents on her desk and pretended to review them.

When their eyes met, Cong Rong couldn't see the slightest intention to retreat in his eyes.

She sighed.

That's it,

If Ji Tingqiu didn't take the initiative to speak, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to expose him.

This is indeed no different from the previous King of Hell.

Thinking of this, she rolled her eyes helplessly and threw herself into her work.

"Yuting, we need to integrate the building into the natural scenery as much as possible, down to the color and shape of every floor tile, every fence and every trash can. Guan's side will also cooperate with our design to make it as close as possible. In terms of matching styles, the biggest variable in this exhibition is the flowers, so you need to work hard to keep an eye on the base...

"Wait a minute, I have a phone call."

Just as they were talking, their discussion was interrupted by the buzzing vibration of the mobile phone on the desk.

Cong Rong was a little impatient.

But after seeing the caller ID, a smile instantly appeared in her eyes.

She gestured to Zhang Yuting to go to the corridor to answer the phone, and then glanced at Ji Tingqiu.

Although he has lost his memory,

The skill of being wild, pestering and wronging people has not been lost.

Thinking of this, Cong Rong frowned slightly and ignored him in frustration.

High heels made a muffled tapping sound on the silent carpet in the corridor,

Cong Rong made sure Ji Tingqiu didn't come over before picking up the phone.

"Aze, why do you call me when you have time? Have you completed this course of rehabilitation training?" she asked with a smile.

To what extent Jingze’s legs have recovered?

Is there another surprise?

It has always been a thorn in her heart. When he can walk again, this thorn will disappear.

I still remember that the last time we parted in the capital, he could already stand for a long time relying on crutches, and he could also move a few steps.

At that moment, her eyes were sore with joy and her throat was burning with hot tears.

She was afraid that she would burst into tears, so she bit her lip to hold back and keep silent.

On the phone, Jingze's gentle and magnetic voice came, which made Cong Rong's messy mood feel much better.

"I'm flying to Qingcheng in the evening. Would you like to pick me up? There's a surprise."

"Okay, I agreed in advance that I won't accept small surprises, but only big ones, hahaha..."

Ji Tingqiu put all this in his eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into thinking.

Across the transparent glass, Cong Rong held her mobile phone with a smile on her face. From time to time she kicked the corner with her toes. Sometimes she laughed too hard, and her hair would tremble along with it, making her whole body look relaxed.

Ji Tingqiu had never seen Cong Rong like this before.

Most of the time, she is calm and cool, showing a bit of sadness and indifference.

Who is the man on the other side of the phone?

"She has another man?"