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Maybe it was Zhou Yifei's good habits that made her wake up at six o'clock. She watched her daughter sleeping soundly next to her, and carefully got out of bed to wash up.

I came back too late last night, and I didn't take a good look at the place to live.The Violet Hotel is far away from the busy city. It is quiet and quiet at night and not noisy during the day.The decoration in each room of the hotel is different, giving guests unique and noble enjoyment.

The room booked by Zhou Yifei has a typical European classic style, the floor is mainly made of antique bricks, the chandelier on the top is printed with a milky white ceiling, the walls are made of high-quality latex paint, the fabric sofa in light colors, rattan style Luxury seats, romantic Roman shades, exquisite oil paintings, luxurious but not vulgar.

The bathroom uses marble countertops and mosaic bathtubs, all of which show nobility.

After grooming, it was almost 06:30, Zhou Yifei reached out and rang the breakfast bell beside the bed to confirm that it was almost time, before walking towards the wrapped "cocoon" on the bed.

Reaching out to grab the quilt, "Cocoon" writhed uneasily, Zhou Yifei could only pull the quilt while calling her daughter to get up, "Wenwen, be good, wake up, class is about to start."

"Mommy, I still need to sleep..."

"If you don't get up again, Mommy will be angry."

"Hmm..." The cocoon on the bed wriggled a few times, and a small head emerged from the cocoon, looking at Zhou Yifei pitifully.

"Okay, get up, Mommy ordered room service." Zhou Yifei bowed her head and gave her daughter a good morning kiss, and she also received a good morning kiss from her daughter. Zhou Yifei pinched her daughter's little nose with some dissatisfaction, "Go and brush your teeth !"

"Obey!" The little girl dashed into the bathroom and quickly fixed herself.

After Zhou Yifei braided her daughter's braids and finished enjoying the breakfast provided by the hotel, it took a lot of time before Zhou Yifei hurriedly took Wenwen out of the hotel.

Zhou Yifei managed to stop a TAXI, and the mother and daughter got into the car before slowly letting out a sigh of relief. Zhou Yifei thought that if she wanted to stay in Hong Kong, she first needed a house, preferably closer to the school. Maybe I need a car, I wonder if I can drive?

After sending Bu Jiawen into the classroom, Zhou Yifei turned around and left. He happened to see Bu Jiawen's teacher outside the door. Zhou Yifei nodded slightly to say hello to him, but the other party stopped him, "Mrs. Bu."

Zhou Yifei was a little surprised, but she didn't open her mouth to correct it. Perhaps she thought that Wenwen's father might not want the matter of her parents to affect Wenwen, and she didn't need to explain it specifically. After all, divorce is not a good thing.

After leaving the school, Zhou Yifei seemed to be in a daze. She thought about what the teacher said to her just now, sour feelings were brewing in her chest, and there was nowhere to vent her endless guilt.

"Mrs. Bu, Wenwen wasn't in a good state some time ago. She was fighting with children and was reticent. I also talked to Mr. Bu about this..."

"Mrs. Bu, in general, I shouldn't inquire into your family's privacy too much, but a healthy and warm family is very important for children's growth..."

"Mrs. Bu, I heard that you were not in Hong Kong some time ago, maybe because of this, Wenwen's mood is not very good..."

Mrs. Bu dragged Zhou Yifei's emotions down to the bottom. She knew that what the teacher said was very reasonable, but when she thought of living with that so-called ex-husband and forming a family together, the resentment in her heart was constantly churning. clamor.

She is willing to stay by Wenwen's side to accompany her, and she is also willing to give Wenwen a warm family, but the person who will form a family with her is absolutely, absolutely impossible to be Bu Guodong! !

She never resented herself for losing her memory more than ever, resented herself for not remembering anything, she wanted to know everything about her!

To retrieve her memory, she wants to know her past, she needs a dedicated private investigator.To find a private detective, the first thing you need is money.

Zhou Yifei clenched the bag in her hand, instead of checking it on the street, she reached out and stopped a TAXI, asking the driver to go back to the hotel as quickly as possible.

Standing in the room, Zhou Yifei didn't look at the wallet immediately, but looked at the suitcase in the room that hadn't been opened in time. She cheered herself up, and then stretched out her hand to open the suitcase.The clothes in the box are all brand names, which proves that Zhou Yifei's life is not tight.But Zhou Yifei looked at those gorgeous clothes, but she didn't feel familiar with them at all. Even when she was facing her ex-husband, she felt a sense of instant.

Apart from a laptop, she couldn't find anything to help her, and once again she put her hopes on the private eye.

Zhou Yifei went out again, this time, her destination was a bank where she could withdraw cash from the bank card in her hand.

Before going out, she thought about whether to call Jim, although she really hoped to be accompanied by someone she could trust, and she also hoped that this person was him.But after all, according to Jim, they are friends, but she can also hear that they are not close friends, and she can't ask him for help in everything.

Although the bank had doubts about the lady in front of her wanting to reset the password, but the other party had both an identity certificate and the person herself, they could only do it according to the wishes of the person concerned.

After Zhou Yifei completed the business, seeing the balance in her card, her pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly.No wonder I was able to book a high-end hotel without hesitation. The money in the card was enough for all my expenses in Hong Kong, and it was even more than enough.

It was almost evening when we returned to the hotel, Zhou Yifei rubbed his shoulders and calves, and walked wearily to his room.

She left the bank in the morning and went to a private detective agency with a good reputation. She paid a large deposit and got a reply with all the data in three days. The rest of the time was spent on getting familiar with the streets.Like a foreign tourist, she holds a map of Hong Kong and walks on every road, even small streets and streets.

Everything in Hong Kong is too unfamiliar to her, and she has to print everything she sees into her mind bit by bit.

"Eva?"

Zhou Yifei turned her head and saw an ordinary-looking man in a suit and leather collar.

"Isn't this our lawyer Zhou? Why, I can't continue working in New York and come back to Hong Kong?" The person looks like a human being, but the words he said are full of irony.

"What does this have to do with you." Zhou Yifei didn't want to talk too much with this person, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

"Who doesn't know that your lawyer, Mr. Zhou, is divorced, and you have been away from Hong Kong for so long. If you need anything, remember to come to our old colleagues." Martin proudly handed the business card in his hand to Zhou Yifei, and then looked arrogantly at Zhou Yifei He raised his chin, and then walked forward.

Zhou Yifei squeezed the business card in her hand, glanced at it casually, heh, barrister.

Throw the business card in your hand into the trash can on the street, why bother to affect your mood for irrelevant people.

However, she was indeed not as enthusiastic as before. She also ate something casually at noon, and even stopped eating at night. Her limp body showed that she was unable to take any more actions.

As soon as Zhou Yifei saw the big bed in the room, she couldn't wait to fall on the bed, and her head was a little unconscious.

But she thought of the man Martin whom she met today who claimed to be her old colleague, and she regained her energy.If she remembers correctly, that Martin is a lawyer, so is she also a lawyer?

Not an editor, but a lawyer?This conjecture gradually raised some yearning and nostalgia in her heart, which seemed to be the longing pressed down in her heart.

She couldn't wait to know the answer, and saw the handbag that had just been thrown onto the bed by the force of her falling on the bed, and the things in the bag were scattered out in a mess.Zhou Yifei picked up the phone, wanted to call Jim, but hesitated.

She didn't receive a call from the other party all day today, so should she take the initiative to call?

If he called him, would he feel that he was frivolous?

Does he feel that he is too dependent on others?

Could he be busy?

Will he...

Before making a decision, she pressed the button with her finger, but her phone didn't respond at all.

After studying it over and over again, Zhou Yifei couldn't laugh or cry. It turned out that the mobile phone she had been carrying with her was already a dead body.

After plugging in the phone, the dozen or so missed calls that appeared on the screen made Zhou Yifei a little surprised, a little happy, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Jim, twelve missed calls.

Editor-in-Chief, three missed calls.

as well as,

Bu Guodong, a missed call.