Everyone close to me bends [Quick Transmigration]

Pei Yu rubbed the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, and said frankly: "I have lost my memory, I only have the memory of these three years, and I don't remember anything from the past."

"I know."

Last night he had seen his materials for the past three years in his study, which naturally included his amnesia.

"It doesn't matter if you forget it, just remember it slowly, even if you really can't remember it, it's okay, as long as you are still by my side."

"I don't remember what happened to us before and I don't know what our relationship was before, but I didn't feel good after meeting you. If my feeling is not wrong, I think it was also between us before I lost my memory. It’s not very harmonious, so no matter what our relationship was before, it’s over.”

"Thank you for your breakfast, I'm going first."

Pei Yu stood up and rested all morning. Although his waist was still aching, there was nothing hindering his movement.

"So far?"

As if hearing something funny, Song Zhiheng's brows and eyes were stained with a smile, but the next moment, his face was covered with a layer of frost, and he also stood up, pinching his chin and looking down at him with Sneering, "Do you think you are qualified to stop here with me?"

"I'll tell you, Lin Yuanfan."

Song Zhiheng slowly said word by word: "You have been sold to me a long time ago, you will only be my person for the rest of your life, whether it is three years ago or now, or even more distant in the future."

"You can only be mine."

Pei Yu was pushed between him and the table by Song Zhiheng, and the height gap forced him to look up at him, but he didn't care about this, and he focused all his attention on Song Zhiheng's words.

"What do you mean I sold it to you?"

Song Zhiheng chuckled, but his cold eyes showed no signs of warming up, "Seven years ago, you signed a lifetime employment contract with me for the X City Welfare Institute, and the contract will not disappear even if you lose your memory. Forget it, I will get it back twice as much in the days to come."

"Lifetime employment contract?" Is there such a thing now?Pei Yu didn't believe it, "Even if it's an employment contract, it doesn't mean a contract of our relationship."

"That contract is in the old house. Sometimes I'll take you to see it." Song Zhiheng seemed to be in a better mood suddenly. He kissed Pei Yu's lips, and he left with a touch, and said with a half-smile: "There are many more Something, maybe it will remind you of our relationship."

"It's getting late." Song Zhiheng let go of the restraint on Pei Yu, raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "I'm going to the company, please stay at home and wait for me to come back." After speaking, he didn't forget to give him another kiss before turning around leave.

At first, Pei Yu wondered why Song Zhiheng left him alone at home so reassuringly. It wasn't until he changed his clothes and went out that he found out that Song Zhiheng's small western-style building was heavily guarded and he couldn't even take a step out of the door.

【How to do? 】

Pei Yu was bored all morning, and finally found Song Zhiheng's study room, and unexpectedly found that there were many books he was interested in. At this moment, he was reading a book while chatting with the system casually.

[I have a weak body now, not to mention the bodyguard at the door, even Song Zhiheng can't beat it. 】

[Don't be tough, outsmart you. 】

[How to outsmart? 】

[Beauty trap! 】The system's tone was excited, 【Aren't you in that relationship?You blow the pillow wind chant. 】

Pei Yu tightened his hand holding the book, ground his teeth, and said in a dangerous tone, 【What kind of relationship are we? 】

【I mean, isn't that the relationship between Lin Yuanfan and Song Zhiheng? Anyway, you were quite comfortable that day, and you won't suffer even if you use beauty tricks. 】

Seeing that Pei Yu didn't answer for a long time, the system quietly took a look at his expression, and changed the method, 【Or just retreat, you pretend to compromise to confuse him, and then run away when he relaxes his vigilance towards you. 】

[What's the use of running, I want to find clues in City X, no matter how I run, I can't get out of his sphere of influence. 】

【How about you let him find it for you? 】

Pei Yu looked down at the book, not expecting the system to give any constructive suggestions.

The book is very exciting, Pei Yu was fascinated when he read it, and when he turned the page, something fell out, only to realize that he had already read half of the book before he knew it.

What fell out was a bookmark, which happened to fall under Song Zhiheng's desk. When Pei Yu bent down to pick it up, he found a piece of paper underneath and took it out together.

Putting the bookmark back into the book, Pei Yu casually glanced at the content on the paper, his eyes froze.

Wu Qingyue, the daughter of Wu Qingke and Wang Qi, ranked third, with elder brothers Wu XX and Wu XX, even if she is not the biological daughter of the Wu family, she is very favored because she is the only daughter, and she owns 5.00% of the shares in Tianqing Group... …

Pei Yu's eyes lingered on the words "not the Wu's and his wife's birth" and the photo pasted in one corner. The more he looked at it, the more he frowned, and he always felt that something was about to come out, but he couldn't grasp it.

[When you see this photo, do you feel very familiar? 】

[Of course they look familiar, they look so similar to Lin Yuanfan...] The system paused, [Eh?Why does this woman look so similar to Lin Yuanfan? 】

Hearing the words of the system, Pei Yu asked the guess in his heart, 【And she is not the biological daughter of the Wu family, but adopted. Do you think it is possible that he is Lin Yuanfan's relative? 】

[It is possible, very possible. 】The system said, 【To be able to look so similar, there must be some kind of relationship. 】

Pei Yu carefully read the information on the paper, [This paper seems to have fallen out alone, there should be other information, this is just a brief introduction, Song Zhiheng wants to check a person, the information is definitely not that simple. 】

It took no effort at all. Pei Yu never expected that the task would make a breakthrough within a month after coming to this world.

[It seems that I won't be staying in this world for a long time. 】

Pei Yu played the materials with a smile and was in a great mood.

[Since there is only one sheet here, other materials may still be in Lin Yuanfan's study, you can look for them again and see if you can find them. 】

Pei Yu put the materials back under the desk where he had just picked them up, and said calmly under the system's inquiry, 【Have you ever wondered why there is Wu Qingyue's materials in Song Zhiheng's study room? Wu's family is in the south, and Song Zhiheng's career has a big focus Some of them are in the north, so because the possibility of cooperation is very small, even if it is cooperation, you should not check Wu Qingyue's information but Wu's family information, so the origin of this information is probably because of Lin Yuanfan, it fell on the table at this time Next, it is very likely that it is to test whether I am really amnesia and, no matter what, it is better not to startle the snake now. 】

The system also reacted after hearing what Pei Yu said, and agreed, [You are right, Song Zhiheng has a deep mind, he may have put this paper in, you can't be fooled. 】

Pei Yu nodded, picked up the book he hadn't finished just now, and continued to read.

Song Zhiheng came back very early, and the first thing he did when he entered the door was to look for Pei Yu. He searched downstairs but didn't see him before going upstairs, and found him in the study room on the third floor from the bedroom on the second floor.

"looking at what?"

Song Zhiheng's voice suddenly appeared above his head, and Pei Yu's hand holding the book trembled, "When did you come back?"

"Just now." Song Zhiheng smiled and bent down to kiss him on the forehead, "I came up when I didn't find you downstairs. I didn't expect you to be reading a book. Does it look good?"

"It's very beautiful. It's good not to go out to pass the time."

Song Zhiheng's face remained unchanged, he pushed his hair covering his eyes and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"whatever."

"How about making a steamed fish, stir-fried asparagus and shrimp, and a braised pork?"

Pei Yu frowned, "I don't eat fish, I don't like asparagus, and I don't like fatty meat."

Song Zhiheng's fingers stroking Pei Yu's hair paused indistinctly, and said calmly, "I didn't expect Xiaofan's taste to change a lot after he lost his memory."

"People change, so tastes will naturally change." Pei Yu flipped through a page of the book with a calm expression, and pushed away Song Zhiheng's hand hanging over his head. Then forget."

"That's right." Song Zhiheng said, "In this case, let's eat other dishes. You go down with me, look at the dishes in the refrigerator, tell me what you want to eat, and I'll make it."

Pei Yu looked at Song Zhiheng in surprise, "Can you cook?"

"Can't believe it?" Song Zhiheng raised his eyebrows.

Pei Yu looked Song Zhiheng up and down, left and right, shook his head and said, "I can't tell."

"Guaranteed to be delicious." Song Zhiheng got up and took Pei Yu's hand by the way, smiling confidently: "Let you see the demeanor of a chef."

Pei Yu really didn't realize that Song Zhiheng, who would never eat fireworks, could cook, so he was a little curious to hear what he said, so he got up with his strength and let him drag him downstairs.

After randomly picking out a few dishes from the refrigerator, Pei Yu stood aside with his arms crossed and watched Song Zhiheng cook.

Song Zhiheng's cooking posture seems to be able to bluff people, whether it is chopping and frying, he looks very familiar, and even the action of putting seasonings is very pleasing to the eye.

"Could you cut the potatoes for me?"

Song Zhiheng turned his head while cooking and saw Pei Yu standing there bored.

"Where are the potatoes?"

"It's on the cooking table. The skin has already been peeled. Just cut it into shreds."

Pei Yu followed Song Zhiheng's line of sight and saw the peeled potatoes. When he picked up the knife, he still felt a little fresh. No matter which world he was in, he had never cooked, and he hadn't even entered the kitchen a few times. Cooking seems to be quite interesting.

Pei Yu cut the potatoes in half, thinking about how to start shredding, felt something was wrong while cutting, looked at the thick potato strips on the pegboard, and hesitated: "The shredded you said can give me a specific data. Is it? For example, how many centimeters wide and how many centimeters long?"

As soon as he finished asking, he heard a low laugh from behind his ears, and then Song Zhiheng wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, held his hand that was pressing the potato with one hand, and took the knife with the other, saying: " See how I cut it."