Blessed marriage: New wife is not allowed to escape

Chapter 311 Picking up a male god and going home to raise him, the big devil lost his memory
"Qi Rui didn't ask a lawyer to make any defense. He was sentenced to five years in prison."

Feng Ge listened to Fu Yang's words, his expression was slightly startled, "Qi Rui is really in jail?"

Although I heard the news earlier, I was still a little surprised. I heard that it was Qi Rui's former special assistant who reported him for illegally moving tens of billions of funds, but why didn't he even hire a lawyer.

Fu Yang passed by her with a box of medical medicines, "The shopping mall is like a battlefield, how many people want him to be in trouble, even if he wants to ask a lawyer to defend himself, no one dares to help him, and he is a fake grandson of the Qi family, a member of the Qi family I guess I wish he could never come out..."

Feng Ge secretly sighed, it's not sympathetic, it's just...Qi Rui has earned more than the tens of billions for DM&G Group these years, and he has paid for the Qi family with patience, so he can only end up like this in the end.

"If he comes out, it will definitely be a massacre..." Feng Ge murmured, his back felt a little chilly, Qi Rui will definitely take revenge when these people make trouble.

"Qi Rui?"

The moment Feng Ge finished speaking, the man who had been sleeping deeply on the bed murmured softly with a clear and hoarse voice.

Feng Ge's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked down at the pair of clear blue pupils on the bed.

Without further ado, he immediately rushed forward, grabbing the other party's collar, "Gu Rongxi! Tell me quickly, where is Siyue, tell me, tell me—"

The sick man on the bed shook his shoulders excitedly by Feng Ge, his brows were wrinkled in displeasure.

"Go away!"

He had just woken up from a deep sleep, his voice was hoarse and weak, but his tone was gloomy and cold, with the power of a superior person, making people shudder.

Feng Ge's heart trembled inexplicably, as if instinctively retreating in fear.

However, in the next second, Feng Ge's face darkened, he raised his right foot, and kicked the man on the bed at the wounded left leg, "Go to hell! How dare you yell at me—"

"Gu Rongxi, the dead man, you dare to pretend to be my uncle. If my mother hadn't picked you up, you would have gone back to the west to see the Buddha..."

The handsome face of the man on the bed twisted in pain, he gritted his teeth and stared at the short-haired woman on top of his head, "Who are you?!"

Feng Ge stared blankly at his stunning pair of blue pupils, his clear pupils were really beautiful, so beautiful that they were even poisonous, revealing a hint of cold danger... and some strange speculations.

"Gu Rongxi, what's wrong with you?" Feng Ge calmed down and asked in a low voice.

"Gu Rongxi?" The man on the bed muttered this strange name, his brows slightly frowned.

Looking at the wounds all over his body, especially the severe stabbing pain in his left leg, he clenched his teeth, with a sullen expression on his face, "Who are you? What did you do to me?!" He looked at Feng Ge vigilantly.

Feng Ge was startled, and was in a daze for two seconds.

Turning around, Sa Yazi rushed out of the door, shouting in shock, "Fu Yang, Gu Rongxi broke his brain..."

"What did you say?!" After 5 minutes, Feng Ge looked suspiciously at the man on the bed, turned his head to look at Fu Yang stiffly, "You said he lost his memory?"

At the end of the sentence, Feng Ge's eyes became sharper, he bent down, and stared at the fair and handsome face in front of him, "Gu Rongxi, please be frank and lenient, do you have fake amnesia!" She said fiercely with a straight face yell at him.

Shen Yaotian once lied to her by pretending to have amnesia, and now she sees a man with amnesia again, she won't believe it so easily in Feng Ge!

The man on the bed didn't answer her, but looked her up and down with deep eyes, his expression was very calm.

"How could this happen! But at this time, I lost my memory..."

Feng Ge suddenly went crazy, grabbed the collar of the man on the bed with his right hand, lifted it up, and pushed it in front of Fu Yang, "Cure him quickly!!"

"I can't do anything about this kind of thing..." Fu Yang looked helpless, but looking at the man in front of him who was covered in injuries and was weak and unable to resist, he immediately sympathized with him three points.

"Gu Rongxi, tell me quickly what happened to Siyue!" Feng Ge looked impatient, threw the patient back on the bed, and commanded condescendingly.

However, the man on the bed showed disdain for her threat, and didn't even look at Feng Ge again.

Feng Ge is angry, what kind of look is this!

Why didn't she find Gu Rongxi so annoying before, the more she looked at him, the more she felt disliked, as if something was vaguely wrong.

For a moment, Feng Ge calmed down a little, looked at Fu Yang opposite with a blank face, and asked in a serious voice, "Did he lose his memory because he fell from a high place and hit his brain?"

Fu Yang nodded, "It's possible..."

Before Fu Yang could finish his words, Feng Ge's eyes lit up, he quickly grabbed a vase on the bedside table, and mercilessly threw it at the back of the head of the man on the bed...

"Feng, Feng Ge, calm down..." Fu Yang looked straight at her eyes, and took a big step to stop her.

"Smash it one more time, and you should be able to restore your memory..." This is Feng Ge's theory.

Feng Ge's speed was too fast, Fu Yang had no time to stop him, he watched the big vase flying towards the back of the sick and weak man's head, oh my god, is this considered murder.

However, there was a loud bang, and the vase was blocked by the right arm raised by the man on the bed, and it rebounded and fell to the floor, shattered and splashed everywhere.

Seeing this, Fu Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have to lie down for a month after being hit by Feng Ge like this.

However, Feng Ge's face suddenly turned serious, "Why can he react so quickly..." The man didn't even open his eyes, he raised his arms and easily blocked the vase, feeling a sense of danger welling up in his heart.

But at this time, the man who was sleeping on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, those deep pupils stared straight at her, such cold eyes made Feng Ge's heart feel a little chilly.

"What is my relationship with you?"

The man on the bed was panting lightly. He was covered in wounds, and he felt a sharp pain even if he moved even a little bit. He looked around at the strange decorations, where exactly is this place? !
Feng Ge seemed guilty, turned his head away, and responded softly, "My friend, basically we don't have much friendship."

"Friend?" The other party didn't seem to believe it, his eyes became more and more scorching, and then he sneered coldly, "If someone like you is just my friend, why are you still alive..."

The meaning of what he said was unclear, maybe even he himself didn't quite understand it at the moment, but he had a strong intuition that no one would dare to throw a vase at me before!
"What do you call me this kind of person!" Feng Ge's face was so dark that it was the bottom of the pot, he took a deep breath, he dared to speak like this!
Pointing at the tip of the man's nose on the bed, he threatened ferociously, "Gu Rongxi, you'd better not talk if you have nothing to do, or for Siyue's sake, sooner or later I can't help but kill you, hmph!"

Although Gu Rongxi used to have a cold personality and didn't understand human affairs, but he was much better than the arrogant bastard in front of him.

Feng Ge slammed the door angrily and walked out.

"Tell me, is he pretending to have amnesia?"

Feng Ge caught Fu Yang and gritted his teeth angrily, "When will his situation get better? Siyue suddenly disappeared. Gu Rongxi must know something. He just lost his memory at this time, damn it!"

As he said that, Feng Ge turned around and stared at the door panel with a sullen face, and said angrily, "Also, I think that bastard inside seems to have changed his temperament..."

Fu Yang smiled wryly. He also felt that the man inside was full of hostility and was in danger of being alienated, but that appearance was indeed Gu Rongxi.

"I took a CT scan of his brain. He did have a small amount of blood congestion in his brain before. With the help of the injection, the blood congestion has been gradually absorbed by himself. It may be that the impact has affected the memory area. If you want him to recover earlier, you can Let him get in touch with the things before, and with his body function, I believe he will be able to recover his memory soon."

Feng Ge patiently listened to the teachings, and before Fu Yang left, he warned him that he must not do anything to him, otherwise he would not be able to find out Mu Siyue's whereabouts if the other party was injured or disabled.

After the man on the bed woke up, within half a day, the pale face on his face gradually recovered. I have to say that his body's recovery function is indeed very powerful.

With a paralyzed face, Feng Ge brought in some porridge, and said in an awkward tone, "Hurry up and drink."

Originally, Feng Ge thought that she had a small conflict with him, and that the other party might not drink her porridge because of self-esteem, but unexpectedly...

"Hey me!" He didn't even lift his head, leaning his upper body against the back of the bed, his voice demanded of course.

Holding a bowl of porridge, Feng Ge stiffened slightly, "You want me to feed you?"

The other party glanced at her like an idiot, then closed his eyes slightly tiredly, and urged, "Hurry up!"

To endure, must endure! !
Feng Ge struggled incomparably in his heart, and sat on the side of the bed with heavy steps, his eyes were icy cold, it didn't look like serving him, but more like murdering him.

"Hurry up!" He took a large spoonful of porridge and stuffed it directly into the other party's mouth.

"Can you be more gentle!" The hot porridge scalded the tip of her tongue, especially because her actions were so rude, the other party was dissatisfied, "Why would I want a woman like you..."

"What woman?!" Feng Ge jumped up, "Gu Rongxi, you broke your brain, don't talk nonsense, you already said that I am just friends with you..."

"Then why do you take care of me?" He thought for a while, then stared at her with raised eyebrows.

"That's because of Mu Siyue, I want to know what happened to you and her that night, and where is Siyue now!" Feng Ge yelled at him furiously.

"Oh." The other party suddenly calmed down, and looked away, "That's right, I can't have a crush on a woman like you."

"You..." Feng Ge's face was black, he inhaled and exhaled continuously, hold back, hold back!

"Gu Rongxi, I'm telling you about the past now, you hurry to restore my memory, my mother has limited patience." Feng Ge resisted the urge to hit him, and gritted his teeth.

"What happened to me before..." The other party leaned against the head of the bed, turned sideways slightly, seemed a little curious, stared at Feng Ge with a pair of long and narrow blue eyes, "Let's talk about it."

Facing his fair and handsome face, Feng Ge was suddenly a little proud, and deliberately raised his voice, "You are poor! You are an orphan!"

"What?" It seemed that these surprised the other party, "I'm an orphan?"

"Of course, otherwise you think you're so great, hmph! You're just a poor man, I think the Shen family always despised you back then!" Feng Ge said emphatically, scolding him maliciously.

"Impossible..." The other party directly refuted without thinking.

"It's impossible, you are so poor that you have to cook by yourself, and you still live in a small, dilapidated hut. I heard that you didn't even go to college. Maybe you have no money to pay for tuition. You are a dead poor—" —”

The other party's handsome face sank, his eyes were deep in thought, and he glanced at Feng Ge coldly.

Feng Ge's body froze instinctively.

The other party took the bowl in her hand, held the spoon with white fingers, and gently stirred the clear porridge. The subtle movements showed a sense of playing with power and power.

He took a small sip and tasted it between his thin lips, his movements were so graceful.

He raised his lips, his voice was low or soft, "Could it be that you have identified the wrong person..."

(End of this chapter)