There is a fireworks blooming, with pink font [ye Qingcheng].

"Bang..."

The sound of fireworks constantly alternates. Ye Qingcheng looks up, but her heart is no longer sour... But a kind of, as if she were ye Qingcheng

"Is she important to you..." Ye Qingcheng's voice seemed to be drowned by the sound of fireworks.

"Well, it's very important. She is the most important person in the world to the Oriental world brocade."

Dongfang Shijin still heard it. He answered faintly, but subconsciously, he still held her hand

I'll know who she is soon

Ye Qingcheng looked at the fireworks in the sky, with a faint smile on his lips.

The heating in the car is sufficient, which makes Ye Qingcheng feel comfortable and warm.

"Go to sleep for a while. There is still more than an hour to go back." Dongfang Shijin sat beside her, sorted out the windbreaker covered on her body and adjusted her sitting posture, which means to let Ye Qingcheng lean on his shoulder.

"HMM." Ye Qingcheng gently closed her eyes, her fine eyelashes trembled, and her voice softened a little, "thank you... Today..."

When the car started, Dongfang Shijin gently lowered her head and saw her quiet face

Dongfang Shijin held her hand, and the palms of her hands were full of sweat

When he returns to the villa, he will know her identity and who she is

Is she Ye Qingcheng

She must be. Otherwise, how could there be so many coincidences? Otherwise, why did her intuition make her choose the most important thing to Ye Qingcheng

She suddenly opened her eyes, and the meditative face of Dongfang Shijin fell in unexpectedly

"Is today... What is important to you?"

Ye Qingcheng asked softly.

"Birthday," he replied briefly.

"Oh..." Ye Qingcheng answered softly. Her memory... Strangely, there was no memory about her birthday.

"Happy birthday." Ye Qingcheng suddenly explained, a little guilty, "I... I'll make up your birthday present tomorrow..."

He did so much today

"Go to sleep. There's more than an hour to get home."

The deep voice of Oriental world brocade.

Ye Qingcheng closed her eyes obediently. There was a faint smell of incense in the air. She smelled very reassuring and sleepy

The motorcade sped all the way. Dongfang Shijin confirmed that ye Qingcheng had fallen asleep. There was sweat in his palm

It seems that I have never been so nervous

Ye Qingcheng, who has disappeared for a year

When the answer is about to be revealed

"Brush -"

"Brush -"

"Brush -"

The weather in s city is changeable. In today's day, there were several light rains in s city. The team galloped and splashed water all the way

There were some traffic jams. By the time the bus arrived at the manor, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Almost at the moment when the car stopped, the horse had come down and opened the door for Dongfang Shijin.

The tall and handsome man held a woman in his arms. She was wearing a long white skirt and her dark chestnut hair hung down like a Sleeping Princess

The air outside is damp.

A strange black Bentley was parked in front of the door, and several bodyguards were guarding the door.

The steps of Dongfang Shijin are sharp, as if with the cold wind outside. There is an uncontrollable emotion in his eyebrows

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