I really don't want a second marriage

The woman in front of me is really different from those women I talked to recently.

The way she looked at herself was full of sadness and there was no panic at all. This feeling was particularly real.

"Help me..."

Han Muzi is still asking him for help, but the despair at the bottom of his eyes is getting stronger and stronger.

The man who was reluctant to let her suffer a little bit stood aside and watched coldly.

Is it true that, as Su Jiu and Han Qing said, he really doesn't know himself?

But why doesn't he know himself? Why?

Han Muzi couldn't help shouting: "I don't believe it. I don't believe you won't know me. There must be something wrong with some link. Let me go."

Seeing her thin white arm pinched out red marks by two big men, yetingchen's temples jumped suddenly and frowned, just trying to let them let go of her.

A calm male voice came in.

"I'm sorry to bother you. My sister recognized the wrong person. Can we take her back now and let her go?"

The two people who caught Han Muzi also found that her appearance was different from that of other women. After looking at Han Qing, she was well dressed and didn't look like a liar.

So they let her go.

The moment Han Muzi was free, she had to go to yetingchen again, but she was caught by Han Qing's arm.

"Stop it and go back!"

"Brother, let me go. I'll ask him. Why doesn't he know me? I don't believe... There must be something wrong. Can you help me? No, I don't need you to help me. Just let me go and ask myself."

Because of yetingchen, Han Muzi's mood began to get out of control again. She couldn't stand the fake tune he had made in the car.

Now I find that this thing has become true. Yetingchen is still watching so coldly. Han Muzi is close to collapse.

Han Qing's strength was so strong that he restrained her and wouldn't let her go any further.

He raised his head and looked at the intersection of yetingchen.

Yetingchen also looked at him.

"Sorry, my sister, she recognized the wrong person and caused inconvenience to this gentleman. I apologize to you instead of my sister. Will this gentleman mind?"

Ye Tingchen: "

He pulled at the corner of his lip and made a gesture of convenience.

Han Qing took Han Muzi out. Han Muzi refused and struggled all the time. His eyes always followed ye Tingchen.

"Brother, let me go. I have a lot to ask him. Let me go... Let me go..."

Her strength could not rival Han Qing's, so she could only watch yetingchen getting farther and farther away from herself.

Night Tingchen thought that the girl really recognized the wrong person, otherwise... She wouldn't be so crazy in front of her brother.

But what does this have to do with him?

He turned and stepped away.

I don't know how far I went out. Suddenly I heard the woman crying.

The footsteps of yetingchen unconsciously stood in place, and his body subconsciously turned back.

Just at a glance, yetingchen saw the tears in her eyes that had been held back by the woman just now. At this moment, they finally rolled out one by one like big raindrops.

She had been shouting no, probably because she was too excited, she fainted directly. Then yetingchen saw the man holding her directly pick her up and enter the car.

"Shen Shao, what are you looking at?"

The man behind him asked.

Listen to words, night Tingchen returned to his mind and shook his head.

"No."

He didn't know why he had looked at the woman for so long. His thin lips pursed, and the appearance of tears in his beautiful eyes seemed to be printed on the bottom of his heart.

Is it true... Do you recognize the wrong person?

"By the way, Shenshao, here you are."

My man handed me a clean handkerchief.

Night Tingchen frowned, "what are you doing?"

The man looked terrified: "isn't Shen Shao a cleanliness mania? Usually as long as someone touches you, you will feel uncomfortable and must be disinfected immediately. Did you forget? The woman shook your hand just now."

The words of the other party stunned him.

Yes, the woman shook his hand just now, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. At that time, there was even a numb feeling in his heart.

Not only that, he seemed to... Take the initiative to provoke a woman to pinch a pinch of green silk in the palm of her hand.

On weekdays, he doesn't.

Night Tingchen frowned, took the handkerchief, lowered his head and wiped his hands.

The appearance of tears in those beautiful eyes reappeared in front of him, which directly disturbed yetingchen's mood. He threw his handkerchief to his men and said coldly, "take it away."

"Oh." his men took it, and then respectfully said, "Shen Shao, the old man wants you to go there now."

Wei Chijin? Night Tingchen nodded, "I know."

*

Luxurious antique and fragrant buildings are hidden in the green bamboo forest.

This place was bought by Wei Chijin. Because it was Chinese and later developed to the country, he ordered people to build this place around Chinese style buildings.

From the design drawing to the finished product, Wei Chijin has been staring at it personally.

It's hard for anyone to think that there are small bridges and flowing water in this private house built by Wei Chi Jin. Even the doors are the most traditional round arches.

Not only that, even the road is a small stone road piled up with small stones, and there is green grass between the gaps. The road is full of all kinds of green trees and plants, which has the illusion of a summer resort.

This is Wei Chijin's personal favorite style.

Moreover, he will be present whenever there are antiques in the auction venue.

Anyone who knows Wei Chi Jin's name also knows that his name should be numbered with antiques, because he is an antique collector.

Gao dating's figure walked across the bridge, across the gravel road, and then entered the house.

"Shen Shao is back. The master is waiting for you in the study."

Although he was abroad, all the servants Wei Chijin helped were Chinese. He had brought them before. They were old people and confidants.

"I see."

Night Tingchen walked to the study and knocked on the door. A dignified voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Night Tingchen just opened the door and went in.

An old man with a crutch was sitting on a mahogany sofa, talking to the man opposite.

"Ah Chen, you're coming." Wei Chi Jin pointed to the chair beside him and motioned ye Tingchen to sit down.

"President Hao will return to China for a while. Before he leaves, he comes to grandpa to see how your body is recovering."

Dean Hao took a cup of tea in his hand and said with a smile: "yes, my wife and children are in China. It may take more than half a month to go back this time. I specially came around to see Shen Shao's physical condition. Recently... Will you still feel dizzy?"

Night Tingchen pursed his thin lips and shook his head.

At first, when he first woke up, when he thought about the lost memory, he would have a headache, finally dizzy, and then directly lose consciousness.

Recently, he has become more and more calm, so he rarely has dizziness again.