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Chapter 266 You Have Only One Use

Yi Youxia sighed softly: "I know, I'm just a fledgling young man, those directors won't buy my account, so I want to ask you for help."

Rong Zhenye glanced at her quietly, his eyes were reserved and deep and unfathomable: "Whether I can help you or not depends on my mood."

Yi Youxia seemed to have gotten a hint, and immediately put on a flattering smile: "The white radish beef brisket I made is delicious. You used to like it the most. I'll cook it for you tonight, okay?"

Men conquer the world, and women conquer men. This is an eternal truth. Women don't need to go into battle and fight bloody battles. They only need to conquer the man who conquered the world, and the world is under their control.

Rong Zhenye snorted, the reaction was really fast, this woman is really good at using resources.

At the dinner party the next day, Yi Youxia attended with Rong Zhenye. She was wearing a royal blue suit with a high bun, looking noble and mature.The relationship between her and Rong Zhenye was on and off, complicated and confusing, which also caused small earthquakes one after another in the business world of Longcheng.

"Two thousand gold is gone, and three thousand gold is here. It seems that the Rong family and the Xu family are destined to become in-laws." A director laughed.

"Young Master Rong got Miss Xu San, it's like a tiger with wings added." Another director nodded.

From the outside world's point of view, Yi Youxia, the acting chairman, will be officially appointed as the chairman, and it will be a matter of time.She has now leapt to become the most valuable woman in Dragon City, sitting on hundreds of billions.

However, Yi Youxia has no such ambitions at all. Xu Hongxi will only be in charge of the Xu family in the future. The avenue so that he can successfully succeed to the throne in the future.

Rong Zhenye and Yi Youxia sat next to Rong Chengyun, Jing Haoyang chose to sit on the other side of Yi Youxia, "I heard that Ye lost his memory, is it true?" His voice was very low, Stay within the hearing range of only two people.

Yi Youxia nodded, "I don't know when it will recover."

"If my guess is correct, it's not a brain problem, but a psychological problem." Jing Haoyang said solemnly, completely ignoring the harsh cold light cast by a man on the other side.

"Psychological problem?" Yi Youxia was shocked.

"There is a kind of amnesia called compulsive amnesia, which is when people encounter things they don't want to accept or a strong blow, they force themselves to forget, which leads to amnesia." Jing Haoyang explained.

Yeah?Yi Youxia unconsciously rolled his eyes at Chaorong Zhenye. Did he force himself to forget her because he couldn't accept that she and Xia Yuhan had a child?
While she was thinking, Jing Haoyang's voice came again in a low voice, "Heart disease still needs heart medicine. If you untie his knot, he will naturally recover his memory."

"Do you understand psychology?" Yi Youxia raised her eyebrows slightly, seeing that he spoke clearly and logically, he really looked like a psychiatrist.

"I recently filmed a new film, and I acted like a psychiatrist, so I did some research." Jing Haoyang smiled slightly, this is called applying what you have learned.

Yi Youxia also smiled, if the ice gourd is really a psychological problem instead of the brain cells, she really needs to help a psychiatrist.

"Thank you for reminding me, but today is mainly about running for the vice president, you will support me, right?" She cleverly changed the topic to "right path".

"Don't worry, Ye and I will cover you." Jing Haoyang's pair of peach blossom eyes sparkled faintly.Rong Zhenye glared at him, with anger rising on his face, does my wife need your cover?

Jing Haoyang threw a weird smile at him, as expected of a domineering wife, even if he lost his memory, subconsciously he was still domineering and refused to relax.

The election is held before the dinner, and everyone will vote by secret ballot.

Yi Youxia turned his head and glanced at Rong Zhenye, he remained calm, as if wearing a mask, covering all his expressions, leaving only a pair of bottomless icy eyes.Obviously, from his face, she would not find the answer.

Will he really help her?
She was a little nervous.If it was before he lost his memory, he could vaguely figure it out, but now it is completely uncertain, and turning his face is faster than turning a book.If he wants to get angry with the young master, it is very normal for him to ignore her life and death.

After the two presidents and nine directors cast their votes one by one, the election host began to count.

As a result, Yi Youxia won by one vote.

Yi Youxia breathed a sigh of relief, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and when she stood up, she whispered in Rong Zhenye's ear, "Thank you, husband."

Rong Zhenye was expressionless, as if he didn't hear it.To be honest, whether she can be the vice president has a lot to do with him, but she is called his wife, if she loses the election, he will lose face.

Yi Youxia took the stage to give a speech. She can be said to be the youngest vice president and the only female vice president in the history of the Dragon City Chamber of Commerce.Of course, she never thought that she would have to sit in this position for too long, and when Xu Zhekai woke up, she would be able to retire honorably.

After the dinner started, she stood up and toasted Rong Chengyun. Rong Chengyun smiled, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, you and Zhenye don't spend your time outside, come home more often."

"Okay." Yi Youxia nodded obediently.For this daddy, as well as the old lady and the old man, she couldn't help but feel a little sorry.They must have known about Mimi and Doudou, but they were deliberately avoiding it, and didn't intend to take the initiative to mention it, maybe they were waiting for an explanation from her.

The reason why Jing Haoyang mentioned Rong Zhenye's knots to her today was also to imply that she should spread the matter about the child and explain it clearly to Rong Zhenye.

However, she was very hesitant and worried, and didn't know how to deal with it. What if Rong Zhenye's memory still couldn't be recovered after telling the story of the child, what should I do if I had to fight her for the child?
Now, their marriage is like a glass bottle hanging on a thin thread. Rong Zhenye's indifference, mother and Ouyang Huaixuan's obstruction, and Qin Xuelu's destruction are like another heavy object attached to the glass. There is a danger of breaking the thin wire and breaking the glass bottle.

If they divorce, it will involve the issue of child custody. She will never be able to compete with Rong Zhenye, and can only watch helplessly as he takes the child away.Ouyang Huaixuan will not treat her children well. If Qin Xuelu becomes a stepmother, she will definitely think they are obstacles and will try her best to abuse them and even harm them.

She can't let such a terrible thing happen, keeping silent is the best way, it can be delayed for a while.The most important thing now is to restore Rong Zhenye's memory and stabilize their marriage, and everything will be resolved by then.

On the way back, there was only silence in the car, Rong Zhenye's expression was like the night outside the window, deep and unpredictable.Yi Youxia has always disliked a quiet environment, so she hummed to herself.

"Not only is it an eyesore, but it's also ear-piercing. It's full of negative energy." Rong Zhenye gave her an annoyed look.

"Did I sing badly?" Yi Youxia stuck out her tongue, and the best way to deal with this kind of arrogant and vicious amnesiac master was to play tricks.

"Do you know the difference between a goose call and a warbler cry?" He sniffed, full of mockery.

Yi Youxia closed her mouth depressedly, buried her head in drawing small circles, and after a long while, said in a very low voice: "Bing Hulu, should you see a psychiatrist when you have time, maybe you can restore your memory."

"Why don't you go to a brain specialist to cure your stupid brain?" He stretched out his long arms and flicked her head.Aggrieved, she shrank to the corner of the seat and tried to stay away from him, "Didn't you say that one side of me is smart?" She curled her lips.

"That side only accounts for one percent of your brain capacity, and the remaining 90.00% is occupied by stupid, white, and stupid." He snorted softly, making no secret of his ridicule at her.

It's really talking without killing people.

She slanders, why do you hate her so much, and she doesn't have an ugly look.Could it be the depth of love and the depth of hatred?

She thought for a moment, then quickly denied it.He didn't love her very much before. He just fell in love with her for a long time and liked her a little bit. So, he shouldn't hate her to such a terrible degree, right?
"Do you really hate me now?" She couldn't help asking.

"It's pretty self-aware." He answered very simply, without any hesitation at all. It seems that the answer is yes.

A little injury flew into her eyes, maybe she was wrong, he never liked her at all, not at all, maybe blocking a bullet is just an instinctive behavior, without any emotional component.Otherwise, how could he have completely forgotten her and hated her so much?

"It doesn't matter, now it's popular to marry first and then fall in love. After a long time, you won't hate me." She lowered her eyes, and her thick long eyelashes cast two sad shadows on her eyelids. After finishing speaking, he murmured again in a very low voice, "Actually, I still have advantages."

He glanced at her faintly, and a gleam of light flashed across his icy eyes in the darkness: "What are the advantages, let's talk about it."

"Stay cute." She replied in a low voice.

He sneered, "Is this considered an advantage?"

Doesn't it count?
Her dark eyeballs rolled around, and she said again: "I am not picky about food, so I can feed myself."

"I don't have money to support you?"

Well, this is really insignificant to the young master who is incomparably rich.

"Then I can make delicious beef brisket with white radish, does this count?" She finally thought of something worthy of praise, but he curled his thin lips with a look of disdain, "The cook can't cook ?"

The Rong family hired first-class chefs, how could she compare, but...

"You said that I cook better than the cook."

"That must be when I have a problem with my taste buds." He sneered.

"That's not true." She drooped her head, her voice dropped an octave, and her confidence was obviously lacking.

When the car stopped at the crossroads and waited for the traffic light, he turned his head and looked at her with dark and deep eyes, "You have only one use for me."

"What?" She asked in a low voice, feeling very frustrated.

"Warming the bed." The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a sinister sneer flashed across his face.

She shook violently, and her face gradually receded, turning pale.

(End of this chapter)