Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

In fact, before and after Gaoge recovers her memory, her personality does not change much. If Su Jinghuan didn't call, she might never have thought that Gaoge had recovered her memory.

Bai Xiaoran clenched her fist and asked again, "do you remember all of them?"

"Think of a lot, but also a lot of did not think of."

Gao Song sat on the bed and whispered, "I remember the accident, and the story with Tang Qinghuan. I don't know if I have thought about it all, but it's not important. I have to think about it all."

She gave a bitter smile, a little astringent.

"I'm sorry."

Bai Xiaoran squatted down and held her hand on her knee. "I didn't mean to hide it from you. At that time, I thought that Mr. Tang was hopeless, but you suddenly lost all his memories. I thought that was the best result. After Miss Tang disappeared, uncle Gao also called me. He said that the doctor said that you were psychogenic amnesia and could not be stimulated. I think, forget it, If you are destined to meet again... "

"You don't have to explain. I understand."

When the relationship between her and Su Jinghuan came to light, Gao Jianming explicitly asked them to break up.

She was so angry that she lived at school and didn't go home. Later, she got into a car accident and forgot Tang Qinghuan. Gao Jianming certainly wished that she couldn't remember it all her life. Therefore, Bai Xiaoran's request was completely reasonable.

Gao Jianming is what kind of person, she is the most clear daughter, even if he does not love her, it is impossible to choose a poor Tang Qinghuan as his son-in-law.

This matter, no one can blame, to blame her and Tang Qinghuan have no relationship.

Rather than let him know that she forgot him, she would rather let him think that he is a heartless woman, not worth his efforts.

"Xiaoge, you can't tell Mr. Tang the truth. He should understand you when you were so good."

"Explain what? I have been married, and all the best things have been given to another person. If I return my head, what can I give him? What's more, he also has a fiancee. Since we can't go back to each other, why should we tell the truth and add to the trouble of the two people? "

More importantly, her heart is no longer in Su Jinghuan.

None of that is as deadly as the last one.

She forgot him and fell in love with another person. No one could accept it.

Bai Xiaoran clenched his hand and said, "do you think Mr. Tang is engaged?"

"Well."

Singing lightly should a, did not find her strange.

"Mr. Tang treats you..."

"Revenge."

"He always thought that someone would feed me, that I would sell myself for the sake of red and money. All he did now was to humiliate me and punish me for trampling on his feelings."

"So you've been through it all the time?"

"There will always be times when I'm tired. What's more, after so many years, I don't think he still loves me. I just can't be reconciled. The woman who won't be reconciled with his life has become the plaything of others. This is what I owe him. I'm willing to pay him back. I can take my life, but I can't afford it. So let him hate it."

Bai Xiaoran was silent for a long time, and then sighed softly, "Why are you suffering..."

Gao Song reluctantly laughed, "I'll go down and have a look and send him away."

"Shall I accompany you?"

"No, I'll be more uncomfortable if you're here."

Gao Ge took a coat, put it on, and left.

Outside the dormitory building, two rows of lush privet trees stand in the cold wind.

Privet tree, also known as holly, is still green even in the cold winter moon.

The small dark brown fruit with a slightly bitter taste, with the cold wind into the nose, instantly a little refreshing effect.

Gao Song pulls the cap of his coat to his cheek, and his eyes move around looking for Su Jinghuan's figure.

However, she did not see Su Jinghuan. Instead, she saw mu Yunze standing under the street lamp opposite the dormitory building.

He was dressed in a big black windbreaker with a smoke gray collar around his neck. His tall figure cast a long shadow in the street lamp.

Singing Leng for a second, the next second, go back directly.

But she was still too slow.

Less than five meters away, mu Yunze almost lunged over and clasped her shoulder.

Singing hard, he didn't want to see him.

Mu Yunze directly hugged her waist and pressed her in his arms.

"When are you going to hide?"

His deep voice, with a trace of doting, a day of accumulated grievances, let the singing nose sour.

"Let go

She was hoarse and obstinate.

"NoHe plays to depend on, will the chin cover her neck nest to come out, lightly sniffs her body light bath dew fragrance, the voice low way, "bathed?"

Singing and pursing my lips, I didn't speak.

"Still angry about last night?"

Singing sarcastically, "how dare I be angry with general mu?"

Mu Yunze chuckled, "is this still called angry?"

"Go away, I won't go back with you," he said

"Isn't the dormitory cold? Go back and I'll help you warm your bed

Singing

We're in a cold war, OK?

President, can you have a face!

"I bought your favorite cake, put a lot of strawberries, put tomorrow will not taste good, can't waste, you don't hate to waste food?"

The president is good at persuasion.

Gao Song's mind wavered for a second, and then stubbornly said, "don't eat!"

"Does it still hurt there?"

His tone is more gentle, "hurt you yesterday, did you apply medicine?"

Singing eyes a stare, look at him shyly, "you still ask!"

"Sorry."

He whispered, "I didn't control my mood last night."

"If it's useful to apologize, why do you want the police? What did you do last night? It's just marriage."

"It's my fault."

The chief executive's attitude to admit his mistake was particularly positive, "it will not be like this again."

He took her by the wrist and whispered, "go back, Mrs. moo."

Gao Ge was stunned. Before opening her mouth, someone suddenly grabbed her other hand and pulled her back several steps.

She swayed twice and didn't see the person clearly. Instead, she heard Su Jinghuan's dark voice in her ear.

"Can't you hear her?"

Su Jinghuan was wearing a dark gray wool overcoat, one hand clasped singing wrist, the other hand was holding the mobile phone, and staring at mu Yunze with a gloomy face, "Mu always can't understand people's words?"

Singing loudly suddenly makes my head big.

The atmosphere of the two men is stronger than the other. The students in and out of the dormitory frequently look at each other and sing loudly and feel embarrassed.

She wanted to get rid of Su Jinghuan's hand, but he held it so tightly that she couldn't pull it off.

Mu Yunze caught a glimpse of her movements, lightly hooked the corner of her lip, "what identity is Su Zong, to intervene between me and her?"

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