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People from the tailor-made suit shop came to the door. Mama Wu welcomed the guests in first, and then stood in front of the stairs and shouted to the second floor: "Master, come down and have a measurement."

Jiang Ying quickly went downstairs, dressed in home clothes, holding a book in his hand, shook hands with the guests and said with a smile, "Uncle Zhang, long time no see, how are you?"

Uncle Zhang was in his sixties, thin and thin, wearing a light silk Tang suit, his gray hair was combed back neatly with pomade, and he had a benevolent face. He talked to Jiang Ying in Cantonese: "Wow, wah, are you thinking about it?" Look at me, can't be bad."

Zhang Shuyuan lives in Hong Kong and runs an ancestral suit shop. Like Mr. Jiang, he moved his business to the mainland more than ten years ago.All Mr. Jiang's suits and Tang suits were made to order in Uncle Zhang's shop. This time when Jiang Ying got married, Mr. Jiang also entrusted Uncle Zhang with the task of customizing Jiang Ying's wedding dress.

Zhan Xingyu also came down from upstairs, and greeted Uncle Zhang.

Jiang Ying sat down on a sofa, listened to Zhan Xingyu chatting with Uncle Zhang for a while, and then opened the book in his hand to read. a piece of information.

After the polite greetings, Uncle Zhang took out a thick book of sample pictures and asked them to choose the style and fabric of the suit.Zhan Xingyu glanced at Jiang Ying, and saw that Jiang Ying was reading a book with his eyes down, with a lukewarm smile on his face, obviously bored with the matter of choosing styles and fabrics.

So Zhan Xingyu led Uncle Zhang aside to sit down, and said with a smile, "Let me choose, Uncle Zhang trust my vision."

Zhan Xingyu finalized a set of European-style suits and dresses for Jiang Ying, an ancient Tang suit.Jiang Ying asked Uncle Zhang to measure him, and stayed with Uncle Zhang for a while, then Uncle Zhang left.

Zhan Xingyu sent Uncle Zhang to the door, closed the door, and said, "Mother Wu, you and Lao Guan will work hard later, and send Jiang Ying's dress samples to Miss Zhou's house. Ms. Zhou's family has to decide which set of jewelry they want as soon as possible, and the people in the jewelry store have urged them twice."

Wu Ma was very happy about Jiang Ying's upcoming marriage, and a smile appeared on her usually stiff face: "Okay, okay, I'll do it right away."

Wu Ma took off her apron, took out a book from the drawer of the coffee table in the living room, and filled it with a list of invited guests. She handed the list to Zhan Xingyu to review it again, and then hurried out.

Zhan Xingyu wanted to go upstairs to his room to check the list, walked up the stairs two steps, and suddenly heard Jiang Ying calling him in the living room on the first floor.

Jiang Ying: "Xing Yu."

Zhan Xingyu turned around: "Huh?"

Jiang Ying closed the book and smiled at him, "Can you talk to me?"

Zhan Xingyu walked back, sat down opposite him, raised his legs, and showed a cold look: "What are you talking about?"

In the past two days, Jiang Ying really felt Zhan Xingyu's indifference towards him. Zhan Xingyu really annoyed him and hated him. Zhan Xingyu was taking revenge on him in his own way.

Although Jiang Ying is used to accepting the indifference and hatred of all kinds of people towards him, when Zhan Xingyu also became a member of the camp that hated him, he was not insensitive. In fact, he was very touched, just like It's one hard and stubborn rock being hit by another, and they both lose.But the impact only happened in an instant. Jiang Ying's heart was knocked off by a stone. Of course he would feel pain, but he was a stone after all. He soon got used to his incompleteness and returned to his hard-hearted appearance.

Zhan Xingyu was right, he was indeed cold-blooded and ruthless.

Jiang Yingdao: "I want to talk to you about Song Youhai."

Zhan Xingyu opened the notebook that Wu Ma had sorted out, and said, "I haven't seen him before, so I have nothing to talk to you about."

Jiang Ying said, "Have you really never seen him?"

Zhan Xingyu raised his eyes and said with a sneer, "Do I have to lie to you?"

Even if Jiang Ying had a hard heart, looking at Zhan Xingyu who was treating him coldly at this time, Jiang Ying couldn't help being in a daze for a moment, and then said after a moment of silence: "Song Youhai said a few words to me; he said I was murdering you!" The murderer also said that someone died on May 23."

Zhan Xingyu shrugged: "Do you believe what a lunatic says?"

Jiang Yingdao: "I believe, and I believe that the day he said was the day I lost my memory two years ago."

Zhan Xingyu smiled calmly: "Really? Then you should talk to Song Youhai, not me."

Jiang Ying frowned, feeling frustrated: "Xing Yu, do you hate me so much now?"

Zhan Xingyu felt a dull pain in his heart when he heard the words, but his face remained expressionless, and he smiled and said, "Why, we are all adults, and I won't hate you just because you refuse me. Do you think I am right? Are you different from before? This is normal. I liked you before, so I was obedient to you and pleased you in every possible way. Now I don’t like you, so you are nothing in my heart. Why should I be submissive? Ingratiate yourself with someone who is nothing?"

After Jiang Ying heard these words, the frustration in his heart disappeared, he was completely emotionless from the inside out, and became a stone again.

Zhan Xingyu said again: "I know what you want to do, you want to get back your lost memory, so you are asking me for an answer. But let me tell you, I am not qualified to tell you the truth, if you want to know, you I can only ask your grandfather in person."

Jiang Ying still had something to say to him, but Zhan Xingyu didn't seem to want to talk to him anymore, so he went upstairs with his notebook.

Zhan Xingyu reached the second floor, looked downstairs while leaning on the railing, and smiled at Jiang Ying: "Don't ask me if I hate you very much in the future, every time you ask me that, I will soften my heart, but I don't want to be soft-hearted to you anymore , and you are very good at softening my heart."

Jiang Ying frowned lightly, and said in a tired tone, "You mean I'm using you?"

Zhan Xingyu said: "Yes, you obviously don't feel it, and you don't care whether I am far or close to you, why do you pretend to be injured? You, your internal organs are cold, you will not be injured .”

After Zhan Xingyu finished speaking, he smiled at Jiang Ying and went back to his room.

Jiang Ying sat alone on the sofa in a daze for a while, then opened the book in his hand, took out the information that was caught in the pages, folded it a few times, put it in his pants pocket, picked up the car keys and went out.

When it was time to meet Ye Chuyang, he pushed open the door of Ye Chuyang's office on time, and saw that Ye Chuyang, Facia and Bian Xiaocheng were already waiting in the office, and Facia and Bian Xiaocheng were sitting on the sofa Chatting, Ye Chuyang stood alone in front of the window sill watering the green plants.

Ye Chuyang heard the sound of the door opening, turned his head to look over, and smiled slightly at Jiang Ying: "Here we come."

Jiang Ying stood quietly at the door for a few seconds, closed the door and walked in, showing a hearty smile: "Since everyone is here, shall we set off now?"