Dear wife: please be gentle, president

Ye yimo slowly flipped through the pages one by one. After so many years, her face had never changed, but he clearly felt that her smile had become less and less, and she was getting more and more perfunctory. From the start, she smiled silently to the mechanical smile ...

"I still haven' t found out why xiao qing lost her memory and suffered such a serious injury?" "

Uncle yan nodded. But one thing I'm sure of is that it was no accident. Because no one would have handled an accident so cleanly and couldn' t find any trace of it. "

Ye yimo's eyes were filled with coldness." But she clearly remembers her mother's suicide. Why did she forget about me?! His tone was somewhat vexed, even angry.

"I took miss fu's case and asked the experts for advice. The injury on miss fu's head is likely to be caused by external factors. There may be some psychological trauma, so I have no impression of some people. "

After uncle yan finished speaking, ye yimo's face had already turned dark. She even forgot about herself!

At this time, ye yimo's fingers coincidentally flipped over to the photo of fu qing and yin anhua together. In the photo, yin anhua looked at the little woman dotingly, and she also looked at him with a smile.

With the increase in strength in his hands, half of the photos had already been trampled, but he couldn' t bear to part with that little woman's warm smile, so he simply reached out to tear the other half of yin anhua apart!

Uncle yan smiled casually." Ceo ye, how about I help you clean up these photos? "

"You know how to handle it? Ye yimo asked with an eyebrow raised.

Uncle yan nodded.

"It's been a long time since I've helped you with such a private matter. Uncle yan put away the photo and couldn' t help but sigh.

"Is there a problem? "Ye yimo asked casually, his emotions still lingering in the frustration of paying off his selective amnesia.

"Nothing, it's fine. Uncle yan smiled slightly.ye yimo had been working for the past three years ... He was originally a very smart person, so he could solve some things with just a slight movement of his mouth. However, he didn' t have to be extremely serious, and the employees he tortured were miserable.

Ye yimo couldn' t be bothered to ask so much as he gave a half-smile," she has declared war on the fu family. "

Three years ago, he knew that fu qing would not easily forgive those pretentious people, but it was a pity that she was not with him now.

"Then ... Shall we give her a hand? Uncle yan understood.

Ye yimo snorted. "

Uncle yan nodded.

"But there is one thing. If xiao qing gets hurt because of the fu family, I will never let them go! "

Ye yimo was still holding the half of the photo in his hand.

"Xiao qing, I will take back the smile that you lost bit by bit ... You are mine, and I, ye yimo, will be the only one in this life! "

After yin anhua left, fu qing drank a few more cups. When he was half awake and half drunk, the cold face of ye yimo appeared in his mind once again. He was clearly drunk that night and was unconscious. Why did he feel so clear about the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them now? It was as if something like that had happened more than once.

"You're such a fickle bitch! If you were a man, you would stick it up and flirt. You' re not worthy of the national decree ..."

The woman reached out her hand and raised her head arrogantly.

The woman's delicate and beautiful face was so pale that it was somewhat transparent. The tears from the corners of her eyes never stopped. She tightly hugged the trembling little daughter in her arms.

"Xiao qing, you have to believe that mommy loves you. There are so many beautiful scenery in this world. You have to enjoy it. There are so many beautiful things that you have to try. There must be someone who loves you as much as mommy. She will open her arms in a corner and wait for you ... Xiao qing, I' m sorry, I can' t hold on anymore. I love you ..."

The next moment, the girl felt the warmth around her disappear. She opened her eyes in horror and watched her mother jump down the stairs with a look of despair.

The girl stood up and ran over crazily, but the balcony that had taken her mother away was getting further and further away. Her surroundings were dark as if she had fallen into an endless dark hell ...