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Chapter 63 Your Highness seems to be very interested in me? (2)

Just as Xia Lin was about to wash up, she glanced out the window, her face slightly stiff.

She looked for her watch and found that there was nothing on her arm.

mobile phone!

Glancing at the bed, there was no cell phone at all!

Things don't seem quite right.

She looked back at Tang Qian.

Tang Qian, "Lin'er, today is April 4."

September 4th?
But why does she always remember that last night was April 4nd?
Xia Lin looked at Tang Qian.

Tang Qian, "Lin'er, you have suffered from a serious illness and are now in a coma."

Had a serious illness?
Why can't she remember anything?
Thinking of the expression on Grandpa's face just now and the Ye Sihan he mentioned, does it have something to do with her serious illness?

Xia Lin looked at Tang Qian without making a sound.

As the heir to the president, her illness is a big deal, so how could she live with grandpa?
Tang Qian knew that Lin'er was smart, even though she didn't say anything, she could think of a lot, "During your illness, it was Grandpa who found a substitute to help you attend all the activities."

substitute?

Xia Lin's eyes moved slightly, "Didn't you say that you haven't found a substitute yet?"

Tang Qian, "I'm not worried about this kid. I want to find a more suitable one. I can't find a second candidate for a while. In special occasions, I will let him go up."

Is that so?
"Grandpa, you arrange people and cars, and I'll go back to the president's mansion now."

Xia Lin looked at Tang Qian and didn't say anything else.

Tang Qian said, "Lin'er, you can't go back yet."

Xia Lin smiled, her pair of sapphire-like eyes were extremely beautiful and moving, "Why?"

Tang Qian sighed, "Lin'er, you have a strange disease. At six o'clock in the morning, you will naturally enter the dream state, and you will go back when your condition improves, okay?"

Xia Lin listened, but remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, she looked at Tang Qian and nodded.

Tang Qian looked at Xia Lin, and said earnestly, "Sister-in-law Zhou will come to take care of you in a while, and your current identity is still Wanwan."

Xia Lin nodded obediently.

Tang Qian, "Grandpa is getting older and tired, so he can't stay up late, so go to rest first, if you are bored, go to the study to read."

Xia Lin, "OK."

Tang Qian, "I will ask Mrs. Zhou to deliver the meals."

Xia Lin responded, "Let her bring her mobile phone and a notebook."

Tang Qian looked at Xia Lin, "You were in the study for a long time last night, and your phone and notebook were still there."

Xia Lin let out an "oh" and didn't make another sound. He watched his grandfather leave and lay down on the bed in a daze.

What kind of illness has happened, and I can’t remember anything for more than [-] days?Don't even remember what happened last night?

And sleep during the day and wake up at night?
A few minutes later, Mrs. Zhou brought dinner.

After she ate, she went to the study alone.

After entering the door, I saw easels, painting umbrellas, painting brushes, painting knives and other tools scattered in the study.

There is a semi-finished oil painting on the oil canvas on the easel. It is obviously a man in the painting. The facial features cannot be seen clearly, only the outline of the face.

But just like this, I can still feel that the man in the painting has an indescribable mysterious dignity, handsome and extraordinary!
Look at the brushwork, she painted it herself!

Who is he?
For some reason, he suddenly remembered the person grandpa mentioned, Ye Sihan.

Is he Ye Sihan?

Xia Lin stood there, picked up the paintbrush, continued, and finished the rest of the work based on his feeling. He paused and left the place where the signature was signed. He didn't write anything, and looked at the man in the painting in a trance.

(End of this chapter)