After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

Chapter 62
After briefly understanding who he was dealing with, Fang Xing handed back the documents and left the cafe.

Just as he was about to get in the car, he received a small message.

Ao Datou: Lao Fang, Lao Fang, help me find out, can I find out the birth date of this lady?

Ao Datou: I haven't felt this kind of love for a long time.

Ao Datou: It's just because I took one more look at her in the crowd, and I can't forget her face anymore.

Fang Xing was baffled by his words.

e1even: It is recommended to go to KTV to order "Legend", or I will give you a psychiatrist

until he got the picture.

Even if the girl in the photo turns to ashes, he can recognize it.

Good fellow, why did Su Huaisheng bring her to such a dangerous place?

Ao Datou: As the local snake in Jiangqi, brother, you must know which lady this is...

e1even: not sure

e1even: Maybe it's your future sister-in-law

Ao Feng on the other end of the phone almost spilled the mashed potato and mochi milk tea in his hand.

As a friend of the same age who watched Fang Xing grow up, this was the first time he knew about it.

A guy who is obsessed with playing around and pretending to be cool has actually fallen in love. Is this something that even brothers can't know?
Brother Feng: When did it happen?Tell me?

Bumblebee: Before

Weird: It involves a certain woman that I don't want to mention, slightly, gone.

Ao Feng slurped his mouthful of mashed taro, and the sound in his heart resounded through the sky.

This cut off the beginning and the end is equivalent to not saying it!

But he also understood.

After Fang Xing returned from his disappearance, he realized that the Fang family was missing a person, and the entire Fang family almost tacitly no one mentioned her anymore.

The traces of her life in Fang's family seemed to have been erased, and nothing remained.

No matter how slow he was, he could tell that she had something to do with Fang Xing's disappearance.

As for the little beauty he really wants to know...it must be because
Brother Feng: So she is the heroine saving the beauty, so you fell in love with her?

Bumblebee: Your Chinese is getting better and better, Lao Zhang must be very pleased to know.

Brother Feng: Don’t dare to be the primary school principal

Lao Zhang was the Chinese teacher in their elementary school, but after Fang Xing skipped grades like crazy, Fang Xing became his senior, and the two of them have never been in the same class again.

Occasionally, Ao Feng would use this little stalk to tease him.

Ao Datou: You don’t need to recognize that white mask, and that beautiful sister with a red smiling face...

Fang Xing sent a message.

e1even: You know, my bodyguard.

Ao Feng closed his mouth.

He recalled the scene where the beautiful bodyguard next to Fang Xing smashed stones with his bare hands against the face of Sister Zhang Gaoleng, and suddenly felt that being single is good and life is wonderful.

Putting away the phone, Fang Xing went back to the shop.

After dinner.

Ye Lao left Song Mo to write together.

Since retiring, Mr. Ye has enough leisure to do these elegant things.

Song Mo held a brush and learned to write.

"Your handwriting is the same as Lao Song's when he was young, ordinary." Ye Lao teased, and held her hand again, "If you do this, this... don't be like Lao Song, writing like fried chicken feet of."

"You have to tell my grandfather about this." Song Mo practiced patiently according to his teaching.

Ye Lao snorted twice, obviously disgusted with Song Lao.

"At the beginning, he was half-hearted in learning things, learning things from east to west, and only your grandma could take a fancy to him. In a blink of an eye, things are different..." The old man suddenly sighed.

Time flies by, and the gray hair turns gray in a blink of an eye.

"Speaking of today, it's also thanks to you, otherwise the old man's grandson would be in danger." Ye Lao turned to thank her.

Song Mo blinked, "What did I do, I just took him to a nearby vegetable market."

"You don't have to hide it anymore, I know that what Ye Jiangyun said is true."

Ye Li went to check, Yeka did go to the arena in the underground market today, but someone made a move and saved his life.

This person is probably Song Mo who taught him to cover up the truth as if nothing had happened.

Knowing that Mr. Ye has figured out the whole process, Song Mo didn't pretend anymore, "Okay, I'll tell you the truth."

Open the skylight and speak plainly.

"Who took him there?"

"It wasn't Ye Jiangyun. He half-coaxed and half-deceived him and brought him into the ring." Song Mo naturally didn't hide anything.

"really."

Ye Lao stopped talking.

There was a faint fragrance of ink in the quiet study room. It was still warm in early autumn, but Song Mo felt that the atmosphere in the room was as cold as ice.

The family fights are under the old man's nose, and now Ye Jiangyun will definitely die.

Song Mo picked up a pen and wrote the word "forbearance".

"This time the writing is better than before. In a few more years, you can be a teacher." Ye Lao praised, "In a few years, I won't be by Kaka's side anymore, so you should give him more pointers."

Song Mo heard the meaning of entrustment in these words.

That's right, Mr. Ye's current physical condition is not very good, and after a few years of lingering illness, it will be difficult for Ye Ka to protect himself.

"He recognizes me as the eldest brother, it's inevitable." Song Mo put down his pen with a smile.

Of course the big brother wants to cover the little brother.

Elder Ye laughed out loud.

Song family.

The sky at dusk is rosy.

Hai Yunqing sat at the tea table set up on the roof of the building, talking to his mother.

"Are you feeling better?" Mrs. Hai was still a little worried.

She is well aware of her daughter's allergies, just a little bit of it can be fatal.

She only had this one child, so she was naturally worried.

"It's all over." She stared at her hand, her mind wandering.

Strangely, this time the allergies are much better than in the past.

Could it be that the medicine she took last night was different from before, so she got better completely?

Thinking about it carefully, the woman she saw was a little younger than Aunt Xu last night.

I don't know who.

Whoever that woman is, she must find her.

"What are you thinking? Why don't you speak?" Mrs. Hai asked gently when she saw that there was no movement on the other side of the receiver.

Only then did Hai Yunqing realize, "Ah, it's nothing."

"How are you getting along with the little girl from the Song family? She didn't make things difficult for you, did she?" Mrs. Hai continued to ask.

She was afraid that Miss Song's second daughter would bully her own daughter.

On weekdays, Song Mo made Xu Piao very anxious, and her daughter was so weak, which was even more worrying.

It's not easy for Xu Piao either. It's obviously the second young lady's unreasonable troubles that caused her Qingqing allergies, but she blamed herself for all the mistakes because of that unrelated daughter.

"No, she—she hasn't had much contact with me." Hai Yunqing sorted out his thoughts.

It seemed that she felt that there was something strange about her allergies.

But the more she thought about it, the more confused her mind became.She shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

Mrs. Hai breathed a sigh of relief, "Really, that's good. Mom will come back in a few days and pick you up then."

"it is good."

Hai Yunqing hung up the phone.

Standing on the top of the building condescendingly, she saw Song Mo's figure returning.

The girl was lively and agile in a pink dress, she was not as thoughtful as she imagined.

(End of this chapter)