Flash Marriage Royal Sister CEO, my sister dotes on me to the heavens

"Forget it, you bitch. When the child is born, I will tell him that your father plans to do evil things to my mother while she is pregnant."

"Mom bit him to death, give him a new father."

Fang Mo was speechless, it was not that he was thinking about that aspect.

After all, he is a person who has received nine years of compulsory education and 16 years of higher quality education.

How could he be so careless and still have lust during Ning Yuelan's pregnancy?

The main reason is that she has not had close contact with Ning Yuelan for nearly a month, and the woman is currently in a state of amnesia.

Fang Mo really wanted to spend more time with her, and even if he just hugged her and slept without doing anything, Fang Mo was already very satisfied in his heart.

It's a pity that Ning Yuelan didn't give him this chance.

After eating, the woman picked up her things and glanced at Fang Mo again;

"Give me back my cheongsam."

"What?"

"When I fainted three days ago, didn't you take off my clothes when you brought me back? Where was my cheongsam?"

"Forehead……"

"How about you keep it as a souvenir for me?"

Fang Mo's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. In the past two days, because he missed women too much, he had really done something perverted like a crazy man.

This dress must never be returned to Sister Yuelan, especially in her current state of amnesia.

However, Ning Yuelan was keen and noticed the flash of panic in Fang Mo's eyes. The woman was a little stunned and couldn't help but say;

"You won't masturbate to the clothes I'm wearing, right? Fang Mo."

hiss!

Why are you so smart?

Fang Mo opened his mouth and blushed.

Ning Yuelan was so angry that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She felt it was a bit outrageous, but while she felt a sense of amusement in her heart, she didn't have too many unnecessary emotions.

I can only feel a trace of shyness.

She didn't say anything more, picked up her phone and walked outside the villa.

Fang Mo stared at the woman's back, feeling empty in his heart;

"Sister Yuelan, why don't you stay at home tonight?"

"No, I'm afraid you'll hit me."

Ning Yuelan murmured dissatisfiedly, feeling doubly amused in her heart. Is he the one?

There are so many Yingying Yanyan around, if Fang Mo needs it, Yan Ruan Ruan will definitely be the first one to rush forward and be willing to teach Fang Mo'an.

Why does the little guy need to face the clothes I wear?

Does this mean that even if he would rather have enough food and clothing by himself, he is not willing to find another woman?

Ning Yuelan felt a lot more relaxed when she thought about this, but she still opened the door;

"Let's go. There will be a launch ceremony for "My Years as the King of Hackers" tomorrow. If you are free, you can come over."

After hearing this, Fang Mo's mood suddenly improved again.

Fist slightly.

tomorrow!

I can see her again tomorrow.

"it is good!"

From Yan Ruan Ruan's mouth, Fang Mo naturally understood the situation of women today.

Although she recognized her identity, she had no memory to support it.

It would be unrealistic for her to move back and live with him for a while, not to mention that from the perspective of a reader, I understand the bitter experience of waiting for 13 years to have a crush on Fang Mo.

Even if she subconsciously wanted to restore her memory and get back together with Fang Mo, she would still be a little aggrieved by her past self.

How many 13 years can a woman have in her life?

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After the door closed, Fang Mo stared at the direction she disappeared and raised his eyebrows with a smile;

"Sister Yuelan, I will try my best to chase you and make you fall in love with me again and regain your memory."

"You can wait for me for 13 years, so why can't I persist for you for ten or eight years?"

After saying this, Fang Mo glanced at Xiaojie outside the door.

"What's your expression like?"

Xiaojie's expression at this moment was filled with indescribable astonishment, with three parts conflict mixed with three parts anger, and she was staring at her own hands in confusion.

Fang Mo raised his hand and waved it in front of Xiaojie;

"God lost?"

Xiaojie then screamed "ah".

"Master Fang, I washed the cheongsam that Mr. Ning wore three days ago while you were sleeping in the afternoon."

"Ahhhhhh, why? Why did you do that to your clothes? My hands are not clean anymore..."

Fang Mo; (°ー°〃)……

……

Lying on the bed, Fang Mo sorted out the recent events in his mind.

Recently, a lot of things have come to an end. The second trial of the Li Group's rumor-mongering case by the Xiasan Family will be held the day after tomorrow. At that time, Shu Suzuki will be present to testify that the Xiasan Family was involved in the drug trade.

In order to prevent any accidents from happening to this witness, Yan Ruan Ruan arranged for the father and daughter to be transferred after the two first came into contact with Suzuki Shu.

As for the harsh words that the young master of the Blood-clothed Sect said before he died, Fang Mo didn't care at all.

A month has passed, and the blood-clothed sect behind Keiichiro Okamoto claimed during the court session that it was entirely Okamoto's personal behavior that day and had nothing to do with the blood-clothed sect behind him.

This organization completely disappeared from Fang Mo's world.

Lying on the bed, Fang Mo was chewing toast while recalling his past experiences with Ning Yuelan.

If Sister Yuelan could not recover her memory.

What should Ning Yuelan do now that she failed to develop a relationship with herself in the end?

Will she come back to him?

At that time, how should I explain this matter to Ning Jinhua, Mr. Ning, and my parents?

When he thought of this, Fang Mo felt heart palpitations and headache.

"If she really has to choose to leave in the end, or disappear from my life, then there must be something left between the two of us, right?"

"At least, let me finish a lot of things that I haven't finished since we became husband and wife."

"Let me really be by her side, even if it's for her who has lost her memory, and fulfill my husband's duties. In that way, maybe we will have no regrets for each other."

Finished talking to himself.

Fang Mo patted his cheek again and shook his head;

"Care leads to chaos, Fang Mo, how can you be so unsure? You are Zheng."

"You can crack so many incredible codes, and you have completed so many extreme tasks. Is there anything else in the world that you can't do? Failing before fighting is not your style."

After saying this, Fang Mo glanced at the drawer on the bedside table in the bedroom, and felt a little anxious after thinking about it.

Finally picking up the keys and walking out, he slept all day, plus the time he spent sleeping in a bar while hungover.

Fang Mo had been awake for almost thirty hours, and he had just emptied his mind of alcohol.

He was still as depressed as if there was a big stone stuck in his heart.

Fang Mo was the only one left in the huge villa at this moment.

After all, it was already approaching evening after working hard all afternoon. Xiaojie was just a housekeeper, not a nanny, so it was time to get off work.

It would be okay if the butler had to make do in the villa before Fang Mo and Ning Yuelan came back.

But Fang Mo is back, and if word gets out that the young housekeeper and he are living alone in the same room, it will always give people some bad thoughts.

What's more, Fang Mo is not a black boss and treats Xiaojie like a black slave.

Previously, Xiaojie had no choice but to move into a villa because her salary had not been paid for nearly two months.

As soon as Fang Mo knew about this situation, he settled his salary to Xiaojie and also repaid her salary for the second half of the year.

So Xiao Nizi moved out happily.

It was a dark night outside, and Fang Mo looked far enough to see the lights of players in Jiangcheng City, and in his mind, as if watching a movie, every detail of Sister Yuelan's relationship with him appeared in his mind.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but raise slightly.

But thinking of the vague feeling of alienation between Ning Yuelan and him now, Fang Mo's eyes flashed with sadness again.

"Forget it, let's move back home for the next two days. Living alone in the villa is indeed a bit empty."

He had a house in Jiangcheng. When he lived with Lin Xihan before, he rented a house outside with Lin Xihan.

But this doesn't mean that Fang Mo's family is so poor that they can't even afford him an apartment.

The day he woke up from a flash wedding hangover, Fang Mo was lying on the bed in his small apartment.

It seems that Fang Mo hasn't gone back for a long time since living with Sister Yuelan...

"I guess all the potted plants I raised are dead, right?"

Fang Mo slapped his forehead.

"Those bottles of potted plants seem to have been given to me by Sister Yuelan when I was just admitted to college."

Ning Yuelan has a small and fresh hobby that is very inconsistent with her cold appearance, which is planting flowers and trees.

Whether it is the towering ancient vines or the flowers and plants on the ground in the backyard of the Ning family manor, it was all Ning Yuelan's hard work.

Later, when Ning Shiyu was born, Ning Yuelan took over the Ning Group and was busy with everything, and didn't have much time to pay attention to the little life she cultivated.

Mr. Ning handed over the task of taking care of the flowers and plants to Ning Shiyu.

For a while, every time Fang Mo went to Ning's house, he would see Ning Shiyu with a sad face. Mr. Ning ordered him to take care of the flowers and plants planted by his sister in the backyard, euphemistically called cultivating sentiment.

"But Shiyu does have an impetuous temperament. Taking care of the flowers and plants can help her develop a calm mind. There is nothing wrong with Mr. Ning's operation."

Thinking like this, Fang Mo thought again of the pitiful potted plants in his apartment.

When he first entered college, Ning Yuelan gave Fang Mo two gifts.

One is a used mobile phone, and the other is a potted daffodil. Anyway, both gifts are quite anti-human.

Fang Mo was still a little impressed by this paragraph.

It seemed that it was because a week before the college entrance examination, I went to Ning's house as a guest. I saw Ning Shiyu arranging flowers and plants in the backyard, and casually said that the daffodils were so beautiful.

Sister Yuelan seemed to have memorized these words.

On the day he received the admission notice, the pot of daffodils was delivered to him.

"I was young and ignorant at that time and didn't think much about it at all. Now that I think about it, it was probably because of my casual words that Sister Yuelan thought I liked their daffodils, so she gave the potted plant to me. A gift?"

She took Fang Mo's casual words to heart.

This kind of secret love is neither intrusive nor presumptuous, silent, and so well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.

"But by the way, why can't I remember the meaning of the mobile phone she gave me?"

Fang Mo frowned and unconsciously walked out of the villa.

The BMW was driven away by Yan Ruan Ruan, and the Audi was driven away by Ning Yuelan.

Fang Mo still had to walk home now, and he couldn't help but chuckle;

"The couple owns two cars at home, but one day I will be in an embarrassing situation where I have no car to drive."

Fortunately, this area is not far from my small apartment, and it can be reached in just two steps.

Arriving downstairs in the small apartment, Fang Mo was lost in thought thinking about Ning Yuelan.

I accidentally hit someone without paying attention.

It wasn't until the woman fell to the ground with an "Ouch" sound that Fang Mo noticed that he had bumped into someone while walking.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Fang Mo subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull the other person to stand up.

But the moment she saw the woman's face clearly, her expression changed and became a little grim.

Such a look rarely appeared on Fang Mo's face.

"Lin Xihan, what are you doing here?"

That's right, the woman who was hit by Fang Mo and fell to the ground was Fang Mo's ex-girlfriend Lin Xihan.

Ever since Fang Mo got married, it was almost as if Lin Xihan was missing from his world.

If Fang Mo hadn't accidentally bumped into him downstairs in the apartment today, Fang Mo would have almost forgotten about such a person.

When Lin Xihan saw Fang Mo, his expression was not too surprised, but rather a bit pleasant;

"Fang Mo, have you finally moved back?"

Finally moved back?

Lin Xihan knows that I have a small apartment here?

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows;

"Ms. Lin, I'm sorry I bumped into you just now. I have something else to do and I'll leave first."

After saying this, Fang Mo quickly walked towards the corridor.

He didn't want to have too much interaction with a money-worshiping girl like Lin Xihan.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xihan did not give up and immediately followed him, following the young man closely;

"Fang Mo, I moved here for two months just to see you. If you finally come back, can't you take some of your time to talk about our affairs?"

"Could it be that our three-year relationship is not worth the two months that Ning Yuelan showed up in your eyes?"

"Our business?"

Fang Mo paused.

Do you also know that two months have passed?

"Sorry, Miss Lin, I'm married and there seems to be nothing to talk about between us."

After saying this, Fang Mo moved again.

Who knew that Lin Xihan's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he suddenly shouted;

"'Zheng', are you sure you have nothing to talk to me about?"