Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

And her deep affection for herself, Han Shaoqi believed, would definitely not be fake.

If it was false, how could she be chanting her own name in her sleep.

Seeing that Han Shaoqi persisted, Mr. Han didn't say anything more, and then cared about the result, "Qi'er, have you thought about how to make a choice?"

"Not yet, Grandpa."

Mr. Han sighed helplessly. He had been busy investigating Sun Yao's life experience during this time, to see what purpose Sun Yao had for approaching Shaoqi, but ignored the progress of Han Shaoqi and Sun Yao.

Mr. Han also finds it strange, logically speaking, Shaoqi is a rational person, how could he get entangled with Sun Yao except Ning Xiaotong in a short period of time, even to the point of living in Sun Yao's house the point.

Faintly, with years of experience in the world, Mr. Han sensed a sense of crisis.

"Qi'er, you have to make a quick decision. You can't drag it on like this. I'll go see Xiaotong later and see if I can persuade her."

Han Shaoqi smiled bitterly, "Grandpa, it's useless, she doesn't trust anyone now, she only wants to restore her memory."

"I'll try it." Even the calm old man Han couldn't help being worried when he heard Han Shaoqi's words.

Have Shaoqi and Xiaotong really reached the point of no return?

It was another sunny day, and the warm sunlight shone through the window on Ning Xiaotong's body.

But Ning Xiaotong didn't feel any warmth at all.

Hearing the knock on the door, Ning Xiaotong, who was sitting on the bed with a pale face, moved, got up slowly, got off the ground, and opened the door. Every movement seemed to be in slow motion, full of powerlessness and numbness.

Opening the door, he was stunned for a moment, and the surprise in his eyes dissipated instantly.

It was not Han Shaoqi who came to tell him that he could restore his memory, but Mr. Han.

At that time, the Han family didn't want to see her, only the old man Han in front of her treated her like her own granddaughter, so Ning Xiaotong called out obediently, "Grandpa Han."

Mr. Han nodded, and after seeing him for a while, Ning Xiaotong was like a puppet without a soul, and there was no trace of anger on his face.

In those eyes, there is also a deep pool, calm and without any waves.

"Little Tong, can I talk to Grandpa?" Mr. Han rubbed Ning Xiaotong's hair and asked kindly, as if he was treating Ning Xiaotong as his own granddaughter instead of his granddaughter-in-law. Unseen friends are average.

Ning Xiaotong nodded, got up and followed Mr. Han.

Seeing that Ning Xiaotong was only wearing a loose home clothes, "Xiao Tong, you should wear an extra dress, it's very cold outside."

Ning Xiaotong smiled, "Grandpa Han, it's fine, home..." Suddenly, "The room is heated."

This is no longer the home I worked so hard for.

Mr. Han naturally also noticed the change of the word, pretended not to hear it, and went downstairs.

"Little Tong, Grandpa hasn't seen you for a long time, let's go for a walk with Grandpa today, let's get some air." Old Master Han didn't directly ask Ning Xiaotong to forgive Han Shaoqi, but changed the subject instead.

But Ning Xiaotong shook her head, "Grandpa, I'm not in the mood right now."

"It's because I'm in a bad mood that I go out. Look at Grandpa, his arms don't hurt and his legs don't cramp. It's because he often goes out for a walk." Mr. Han stretched his arms and legs as he said.