Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"Sit down, please." Song Qinbei and Lin Qian serve tea for them together. There is a tacit understanding between them. Moreover, Tang Xin finds that the way he looks at himself is very strange.

Tang Xin felt like a lump in her throat. Her fingers kept rubbing against the water cup. Finally, she summoned up her courage to look up at the man: "Qinbei, don't you... Don't remember us?"

If he remembers, he should have rushed over and held her tightly, or he should have come back long ago.

Think of here, Tang Xin tasted bitterness, clearly this cup of tea, is the best chrysanthemum tea.

He forgot them and started a new life here.

A year later, he started a new life here. Through the flood of this year, can they go back to the past?

What's more, there was a woman beside him. What happened to them in the days she didn't know.

Hearing her question, song Qinbei felt guilty. He looked at the sad woman in front of him and said in a soft voice, "sorry, I don't remember."

Lindsey sat on one side, a face of gentle explanation: "ah Hai, he was rescued by me from the seaside, he was very seriously injured at that time, lying for several months to wake up."

"When he wakes up, he doesn't remember what he was before. He doesn't even remember his name."

All the people in the room were stunned. For a moment, there was a dead silence in the room.

They didn't think that after the happy reunion, it would be like this. At that moment, they didn't dare to see Tang Xin's expression.

"Indeed, the injury is so heavy..." Tang Xin murmured, eyelids drooping, unable to stop the sadness in his eyes, "now, how's the body?"

"Much better. It's no big deal."

Two people who used to be most familiar with each other, but now, like strangers, they are speechless.

Tang Xinhong eyes, this time, she did not let her tears.

Instead, he motioned to the people behind him to tell song Qinbei his identity.

"Your name is song Qinbei. You are the chairman of song group in s city. This is your wife Tang Xin. You have known each other for nearly ten years. These are your three children..."

Because Tang Xin didn't know how to speak, at last Xie Pei ran told song Qinbei these things word by word.

It's ironic that you are the most familiar person, but now you are a stranger.

Song Qinbei looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, the familiar ring on her finger, and the sadness in her eyes.

Although there is no her in his memory, his heart beats and tells him honestly that this woman is the wife he always wants to find and the woman he loves most.

"You haven't had lunch yet. I'll make you something to eat." After Xie Pei ran finished, there was a silence around, and then they heard Lin Xi's voice.

Lin Xi stood up, gave song Qinbei a lingering glance, and then went out.

As a woman, Tang Xin can't understand this kind of look.

My heart suddenly tightened, but thinking of what the village head just said, I was slightly relieved.

This meal, we all tasted the same, even the ignorant little glutinous rice noticed something wrong, dare not nestle in dad's arms.

After lunch, other people leave here wisely, and Lin Xi is also taken away by Xiao Jia. Only Tang Xin and song Qinbei are left in the room.