Mr.Qiao, love me, are you afraid?

Su Jinse turned her eyes: "I'll go and see him."

"Well, Miss Su, he doesn't know you when you go."

"What if he doesn't recognize you? Doesn't he recognize you?" Su Jinse smiles with him and leaves.

Assistant Ding couldn't stop her, so he had to follow her all the way.

Su Jinse pushes open the door of the ward and goes in. He sees Qiao Yi lying flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

There was no aggressive light in his eyes, which made Su Jinse feel strange.

She went to Qiao Yi's bed and stopped: "Hi, Qiao Yi."

He slowly turned to look at Su Jinse and turned back.

It seems that he really lost his memory.

Su Jinse can't say the feeling, see such Qiao Yi have a kind of happy gratitude and hatred feeling, he before so torture her, but now say amnesia is amnesia, she want to be lucky?

Su Jinse sat down beside his bed: "Qiao Yi, don't you even recognize me?"

He turned and looked at her again. "Who are you?"

"My name is Su Jinse. I'm your wife." Su said.

Assistant Ding jumped behind her and immediately called out, "Miss Su..."

Su Jinse looked back at assistant Ding with a smile and squeezed Qiao Yi's hand: "I'll talk to assistant Ding first. I'll come in and talk to you later."

Su jinser cheered for herself. She was quick. When she came in, she didn't have an idea to see Joe Yi. Now she suddenly had a wonderful idea.

She walked out of the ward and came to the end of the corridor. Ding Zhuli followed anxiously: "Miss Su, what are you talking about?"

"From today on, I am Qiao Yi's wife, Su Jinse and assistant Ding. Don't let me know."

"Miss Su." Assistant Ding sneered: "do you think I will lie with you?"

"Otherwise, I'll tell the story about Qiao Yi's memory loss in a car accident." Su Jinse is still smiling: "if Qiao Yi's identity is a little bit over the top, it will affect Qiao's stock price, and so many of his opponents and enemies are eyeing him, so this is also the reason why assistant Ding even keeps me from it, isn't it?"

Looking at Su Jinse's cunning eyes, assistant Ding also feels an impulse to strangle Su Jinse.

This woman, beautiful, charming, but hateful, absolutely hateful.

"Su Jinse, don't be naive. I'm not the only one around Mr. Qiao. There are so many people in Qiao's family. You can cheat them all?"

"It depends on assistant Ding's ability." Su Jinse patted assistant ding on the shoulder: "you can do it."

Her catkin left on assistant Ding's shoulder. Assistant Ding restrained the impulse to break her slender wrist and took a deep breath: "Miss Su, just now the doctor said that Mr. Qiao may only be temporary. He may recover his memory at any time. What do you think will happen if he recovers his memory?"

"I'll talk about it later." Su Jinse squeezed his eyes with him, witty but evil: "I don't know what to do today. Being a man is the most important thing to live in the moment."

She walked away from assistant Ding's side. Assistant Ding's teeth were rattling.

Su Jinse gives the medicine to the nurse and asks her to hang it up for Liao Zhijun. Then she goes back to Qiao Yi's ward.

The nurse was changing his dressing, and he leaned expressionless on the bed.

Su Jinse stood on one side, wondering how he got into a car accident. Was he on the way from the villa?

The nurse changed the medicine and went out from the ward. Su Jinse went to pull the quilt for him.

"Husband." She called softly. Assistant Ding standing at the door had goose bumps all over the floor.

Qiao Yi cold eye son stares at her: "don't think I am temporarily amnesia now, you can beg cheap."

Ha, amnesia doesn't mean a change of character. Qiao Yi is the same as Qiao Yi before.

Su Jinse licked her lips and pointed back to assistant Ding with a smile: "if you don't believe me, ask Ding Fugui. You said you didn't recognize me when you had an accident."

Su Jinse lowered her head. When she raised her head again, her eyes were full of tears. She closed her eyes, and the crystal tears rolled down from her long curly eyelashes.

Ding Fugui was astonished. Just now, the woman was still smiling. She could cry in an instant.

It's a waste of her time not to act.

Maybe because of Su Jinse's tears, Qiao Yi's tone is more relaxed than just now: "don't cry, I'm not dead."