Lucky One becomes Unlucky

Qian Zhaozhao looked up at him and found that his handsome face was flushed.

"You didn't take that medicine, did you?" She was exposed as soon as she spoke.

Feng Heng's face sank, and he said, "listen to grandma like this?"

Qian Zhaozhao stepped back and felt uneasy: "I'm also trying to make the old man happy."

Feng Heng big hand at a glance, will her petite body lock in the arms, and then one hand open the door, two people to the room.

"I'm very uncomfortable now. How are you going to solve it?" He has a hoarse voice.

After hearing this, Qian Zhaozhao said, "I'll call a doctor."

Feng Heng lowered his head, breathing hot in Qian Zhaozhao's ear: "no need."

Qian Zhaozhao doesn't open his face. His ears are burning. He leans against the door and his heart beats fast.

Feeling Feng Heng's thin lips against her cheek, her breath was shaking: "Feng Heng, don't forget what you promised me."

Feng Heng's narrow eyes suddenly became clear. His finger touched Qian Zhaozhao's cheek, and then stood up straight: "I remember."

His voice was cold, but his eyes never moved away from Qian Zhaozhao's face.

Qian Zhaozhao did not dare to look into his eyes and stooped to escape from his arms.

Feng Heng thin lips pursed, then one hand will open the door, went out.

As the sound of the footsteps grew farther and farther away, Qian Zhao's heart slowly calmed down.

There is still more than half a month left

The next day is very peaceful. Xiaofu and Xiaojing seem to have adapted to the life of Fengjia.

On the other hand, zhaoheng's transfer procedure is sealed and honed by the lawyer.

Qian Zhaozhao went back to his former company and looked at everything he was familiar with. He was in a trance.

Ji Dong then handed the transfer to Qian Zhaozhao: "madam, please see if there is any problem."

Qian Zhaozhao just glanced at the transfer letter, then shook his head: "no, you go back to tell Feng Heng, I will rely on my own ability to get zhaoheng back."

Ji Dong listens to her words, it seems that he and Feng Heng draw the boundary very open.

He immediately stepped forward: "the president will not have explained to you clearly?"

"What?" Qian Zhaozhao looks at him suspiciously.

Ji Dong saw that it was, and then he told Qian Zhaozhao to one side: "it was about the memory loss of the former president. In fact, he didn't lie. He really lost his memory."

Qian Zhaozhao looked at Ji Dong coldly: "assistant Ji, this kind of joke is not funny."

"I have proof." Ji Dong then took out his mobile phone and opened the files stored in it. Fortunately, he was ready.

After that, he handed it to Qian Zhaozhao: "you see, this is the test report of the president three years ago. After he disappeared and was rescued, he was injected with ergoyl diethylamine and recovered for a long time."

Qian Zhaozhao looks at the test report in Ji Dong's mobile phone, and his eyes are tight.

"The president is a man with high self-esteem. It's the first time that he's made such a big fall, so I'm not allowed to tell anyone." Ji Dong continued.

Qian zhaodan's lips were tight, and he couldn't say a word.

Ji Dong saw that she was moved, and continued: "in fact, even if Feng Zong lost his memory, he is still very good to you. Take zhaoheng for example, when Chuye Chuman sold shares at a very low price, if Feng Zong didn't sell, someone would sell."

"And you see, zhaoheng is developing better than when your father was still there. Don't you also receive dividends every year?"

Ji Dong's words exploded in Qian Zhaozhao's head like a time bomb. If what he said is true, she has been pitying herself for more than two years abroad.

Qian Zhaozhao stepped on the thin heel, and her body was a little unsteady. She held the wall with one hand and stood well.

"I see. I'll talk about it later." She finished in a deep voice and hurried downstairs.

After Ji Dong saw it, he was very happy. He really did a good deed and didn't leave his name.

All the way out of zhaoheng, Qian Zhaozhao was depressed.

If what Ji Dong said is true, that letter Heng is really amnesia, just to stabilize Huizhi.

She took a deep breath, pulled over to the side of the road and leaned back in her chair, her eyes burning.

At this time, the telephone rang.

Qian Zhaozhao picked up his mobile phone and took a look at it. It was Feng Heng.

When he received the phone, his cold voice came: "where is it?"

Qian Zhaozhao took a look at the navigation: "267 street, Fengqi road."

"Wait for me."

When the phone hung up, Qian Zhaozhao hesitated for a while before putting down his cell phone.

Feng Heng drove all the way to where Qian Zhaozhao was. His face was gloomy. Is it not clear what Ji Dong should say?

He would rather Qian Zhaozhao always hate him, and then ask her to forgive, do not want her to feel that she has been misunderstood himself, feel guilty.

The car drove very fast. It didn't take long to get to the place Qian Zhaozhao said. When he saw the SUV parked on the side of the road, he opened the door with one hand, got out of the car and walked towards her.

Qian Zhaozhao lay on the steering wheel and waited for a long time. He heard the sound and watched Feng Heng standing outside the car.

She immediately opened the door and looked at Feng Heng: "what's the matter?"

Her voice was trembling. After learning about two years ago, she obviously lost her confidence.

"Come out." Feng Heng looked at her and said.

Qian Zhaozhao's long eyelashes covered the emotion of his eyes and came out: "I have something else to go to the company. What can I do for you?"

Feng Heng looked down at her with a twinkling light in his eyes: "can't I come to see you if I'm ok?"

Qian Zhaozhao opened his mouth, and his throat seemed to be choked with grief. He could not speak.

The next second, she fell into Feng Heng's arms.

Feel the temperature of his big palm, her heart inexplicably a pain.

If not three years ago, would everything be different?

"I've always been responsible for what I've done. If you still want a divorce after a month's time, zhaoheng, I'll still give it back to you." Feng Heng said in a voice.

His meaning is very clear, whether it is amnesia or no amnesia, as long as he has done, he will admit it.

"Is what Ji Dong said true?" Qian asked.

"It doesn't matter."

Qian Zhaozhao held his hand tightly, looked up at Feng Heng, and his nose was sour.

"Why doesn't it matter?" Her voice choked and her tears rolled in her eyes. "Is this not important or am I?"

Feng Heng's deep eyes tightened, and his big hand brushed her face: "how can you think that?"

Qian Zhaozhao's tears slipped from her eyes unconsciously. She reached out in a hurry to wipe them off.

"Your self-esteem is important, but my self-esteem is not?" She bowed her head and didn't want to see her weakness.

Feng Heng wanted to come and explain to her, but he didn't expect that it was this situation at the moment.

"Listen to me, I won't tell you it's not about dignity." For the first time, he didn't know how to explain.

Feng Heng, who used to talk in the business world, is now tied up in front of this little woman. He is afraid that her wrong words will make her sad.

"It's not about dignity. What is it? Why can't I even know the truth?" Qian Zhaozhao asked.