The president favors his ex-wife with amnesia

Chapter 224 Are Feelings Just Promises?
Large supermarket in F city.

There are all kinds of products in sight. Gucci led Lin Lan to push the shopping cart, walking around the supermarket, his eyes casually glanced at every item.

Looking down at Lin Lan again, "A Lan, do you like fried rice cakes?"

Lin Lan was stunned, and her steps stopped because of this, fried rice cakes. She seems to have a little impression, remembering that when she was in college, she liked to eat fried rice cakes with Gucci.

At that time, outside the school, there would always be a peddler selling fried rice cakes.

A smile gradually emerged from the corner of her lips, Lin Lan nodded fiercely, "It seems very good, I remember that I haven't eaten fried rice cakes for a long time."

"Then I." Gucci's eyes flashed a little doting, "Then I...can I cook it for you?"

".it is good."

She was really lucky. This man still remembered the agreement with each other. It turned out that she thought that she would forget everything about them.

Now that I think about it, it's really kind.

The joyful atmosphere swirled around the two of them, bit by bit drawing out the warmth in their hearts.

A tall and straight figure was walking towards the opposite side of the supermarket, until the sunlight completely reflected that silhouette. The laughter of the two people also stopped abruptly.

Wen Fangya. How could I meet him here!

In the surging dust, Wen Fangya raised his brows slightly with a sneer in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curved up slightly.It seems that this woman doesn't plan to go back to Wen's house.

Very good indeed.

Now she had grown bold enough to fight him, but that was the most challenging thing he liked the most.

Lin Lan stared at Wen Fangya with wide-eyed eyes. She hadn't seen him for a long time, and she suddenly felt that the man in front of her had changed, and his facial features became more enchanting, as if it was as impenetrable as a mist.

It's just that Lin Lan lowered her head slightly, her eyes dimmed.

What does it matter to her?

They were already irrelevant strangers, weren't they?I don't know if he signed the divorce agreement?

Wen Fangya laughed lightly, but the laughter was incomparably mocking, and it slowly passed over the two of them, as if...he had never known them before.

At the moment of passing, the corner of Wen Fangya's clothes lightly brushed against Lin Lan's, like the wind blowing across her cheeks, and she felt uncontrollable panic in her heart.

The heart speeded up uncontrollably, as if it was about to jump out.

Lin Lan Xiuya's eyes widened all of a sudden, her light body was a little unsteady, but luckily Gucci supported her.A concerned voice sounded from his head.

"Are you okay! Alan."

Lin Lan shook her head, trying to suppress the panic in her heart, but her heartbeat still accelerated uncontrollably, and she suddenly had the urge to cry.

What's wrong with her? It's just... is she aware of Wen Fangya's indifference towards her, so she can't stand it that much?
Gucci saw her emotional ups and downs, and still supported her gently, as if giving her courage, "...Take a breath, try to calm your breathing, then you will get better."

His voice was as soft as the sound of crystals hitting the ground, calming her down bit by bit.

The two hugged each other again.

But in the distance, Wen Fangya suddenly stopped his footsteps, looked at her from the corner of his eyes, the unstoppable anger in his eyes for the first time, he felt like he was going crazy with jealousy.

No matter how hard he tried to suppress his emotions, he couldn't calm down no matter what.

Mr. He was admitted to the hospital because of a heart attack.The whole He family exploded at once.

In the VIP ward of the hospital.

It was obviously a spacious ward, but it was crowded with many people.

Outside the hospital, media reporters blocked the door, all of them stretched their necks and looked in the direction of the ward, almost staring out their entire eyes.

Mr. He was admitted to the hospital. This is a rare thing!

In the huge VIP ward, Mr. He half-closed his brows and eyes, his wrinkled cheeks were full of vicissitudes and fatigue, his lips were moving, but he couldn't say anything, as if something was blocked in his throat .

The clans of the He family and the Mo family surrounded him, desperately wiping their tears with the back of their hands, and the third aunt cried even harder, as if Mr. He was dead.

"Old man, you have to cheer up, please."

The delicate female voice mixed with sadness hovered in the huge VIP ward, flying at low altitude, and slowly spread to every corner of the room.

Slowly everyone's heart softened.

Although Third Uncle He wears a feline mask, he usually looks indifferent, but today, he changed from his usual indifference, tightly holding Third Aunt's wrist, a couple who are usually at odds In an instant, it seemed to be very loving.

"Third Aunt, don't cry yet, I believe Dad. He will be fine."

Mo Changhe comforted softly, with sympathy in his eyes, he tightly held Mr. He's trembling wrist with his hand, and whispered non-stop.

".Dad, you must hold on."

Seeing them so sad and sad. The clans of the Mo family and the He family all felt the same way.

He Changfeng just glanced at everything coldly, only he knew. The sadness around here was fake, although everyone seemed to respect Mr. He very much on the surface.

But if Mr. He died, then these people would be happier than anyone else.

Old man He was lying weakly in the ward, the wind slightly opened the curtains, and a burst of sunlight also took the opportunity to slip in, pouring into the old man's slightly opened eyes.

He just cast a line of sight. The sunlight was enough to fall into his eyes.

".Changfeng, Changfeng. Where are you?"

Mr. He kept calling He Changfeng, and now the only person he could trust was He Changfeng, and all the members of the He family and the Mo family were indescribable.

He would never let the He family's foundation fall into the hands of such a caring person.

He Changfeng set his eyes on the body of old man He, crossed layers of crowds, and slowly approached old man He amidst the jealous eyes of all the Mo family members and He family members.

Sensing his approach, Mr. He held his wrist tightly with his backhand.

"Changfeng, is that you?"

He Changfeng nodded, his expression became slightly serious, "It's me, Grandpa." He replied solemnly, as if he was afraid that Mr. He would never hear what he said again.

Mr. He heard his voice, even though his body was in great pain, a smile slowly appeared on his wrinkled cheeks.

He is his precious grandson, He Changfeng.

In this world, He Changfeng is the only person he can trust.

After confirming that the person standing in front of him was He Changfeng, Mr. He shouted at the top of his voice, "You all get out, I want Changfeng and Xuehai to stay by my side."

Hearing the old man's orders, the clan members of the He family and the Mo family had no choice but to disband boringly and wait outside. They also planned that after the death of the old man, they would be able to get the He family's property.

But looking at the way Mr. He attaches so much importance to He Changfeng, it seems that they don't have any share anymore, but it's just that He Changfeng is really cheap.

in the hospital corridor.

Shen Xiaoyu was walking around anxiously, feeling uncontrollable worries in her heart.She was also there just now, but she has been quietly looking at Mr. He.

On weekdays, Mr. He didn't like him very much. Now, he left He Changfeng and He Xuehai alone by his side. What is the reason for him?
There was a sudden worry in my heart.

She was really worried about what kind of ideological pressure Mr. He would put on He Changfeng.

"What are you thinking about?"

An elegant and pleasant voice sounded slightly, and Shen Xiaoyu came back to her senses, and was about to look at the source of the sound, but saw Mo Changhe's facial features infinitely magnified in front of her.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" He shouldn't be guarding outside Mr. He's ward right now, but there is one thing that she finds a bit strange, why... Before Mr. He was about to leave the world, he called Mo Chang He, but He Changfeng, isn't that ironic?
Mo Changhe touched Shen Xiaoyu's head, hooked his lips, and smiled slightly, ".Xiao Yu, tell Dad, are you very worried about what grandpa will say to Changfeng?"

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His words really touched her heart, and also expressed the faint worry in Shen Xiaoyu's heart. Shen Xiaoyu bit her lower lip, and in an instant, she seemed a little at a loss.

She really didn't know how to answer Mo Changhe.

Seeing that she was silent, Mo Changhe continued, "Xiao Yu, it's not that Dad is talking too much, do you know that Changfeng and Xuehai are not related by blood?"

".I know."

Even so. In her heart, she was willing to believe in He Changfeng, believing that this man would never betray her.

".Father knows that the two of you have a very good relationship, but Xuehai has liked Changfeng since he was a child. Although there is a big difference in age between the two of them, they can be considered to have grown up together since childhood."

Shen Xiaoyu's eyes dimmed instantly when she heard the words, so to speak. Their relationship is very deep. After all, they are childhood sweethearts, so the relationship must be deep.

Mo Changhe's sharp eyes almost pierced Shen Xiaoyu's entire body, his fingers tightened Shen Xiaoyu's shoulders again, he smiled thinly, his eyebrows were curved, obviously showing kindness, but it made Shen Xiaoyu feel a little numb .

".Xiao Yu, listen to my father's advice. Changfeng is my son. I know him very well. He is a very soft-hearted person and a person who keeps his promises. Even if he doesn't love this person, but... Often he would deceive himself for his own promises."

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Shen Xiaoyu clenched her lower lip even more, her eyes flickered and she almost shed tears.

Could it be that what Mo Changhe said was true?Is it true that He Changfeng is just a person who keeps his promise?
(End of this chapter)