New marriage no regrets: old husband young wife

Shen miyue, who has lost her memory, should show how she looks... And try to be real.

At the moment, she didn't dare to relax completely and got up. She slowly went back to the right room until she closed the door. She was very relieved and sat down behind the door.

If everything tonight is just the beginning of her replacing Shen miyue, she can begin to predict and imagine the hardships in the future.

A bitter smile slowly rose on her lips. It turned out that she could not escape such a life entangled with money, power and desire anyway

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The next day, when Xue miyue got up, Luo zunfan had gone to work.

Xue miyue had to eat breakfast by herself. Fortunately, breakfast was placed on the table in the living room, so she ate very freely. It was almost the first comfortable and satisfied breakfast she ate in the past two months.

When she finished her breakfast, Zheng Yu came.

"I'll give you a lesson." Zheng Yu came in with a computer and looked at Xue miyue with a smiling face. "By the way, congratulations on passing the first night last night!"

"How do you know I passed?" Xue miyue put down the milk cup and wiped the corners of her mouth with the meal paper, ending the perfect breakfast.

"First, you didn't call me and my brother for help. Second, seeing how you ate breakfast so comfortably, I know everything was going well last night. You didn't do anything?" Zheng Yu looked gossip and curious. Xue miyue turned her eyes in silence, avoided Zheng Yu, left the table and entered her room.

Zheng Yun and Zheng Yu are really not fuel-efficient lamps. They are still calculating their own side when they sleep.

"Hello, Yue..." Zheng Yu stamped his foot, bit his lip and shouted again, "young lady, tell me quickly. How did you get along last night?"

"So curious, why don't you just stay and stare with your eyes?" Xue miyue sat down by the bed and turned her head to stare at Zheng Yu. A more serious expression on her face frightened Zheng Yu.

"My... How can I stay to hinder you from cultivating feelings! Not to mention people like Mr. Luo..." the second half of Zhengyu said in a low voice, but Xue miyue still heard it clearly.

"A man like Mr. Luo? What kind of person is he?" Xue miyue really cares about this problem. If she inevitably has to fight with her fiance for a long time, she will have to deepen her understanding of the man and avoid more things that caught her off guard last night.

As for what Zheng Yu said to cultivate feelings, she has automatically ignored it.

"In fact, I'm not very clear... But I think my brother knows better than me. Mr. Luo has had many contacts with him..."

"Oh? They?" Xue miyue didn't see that they were familiar these two days.

"Because of the eldest lady. My brother and I are the Deacon and bodyguard of the eldest lady. Because of many personal problems, there are more contacts between the two men. However, according to my observation, I have some knowledge, which should be clearer than you."

Xue miyue narrowed her eyes, got closer, and asked anxiously, "Oh? Tell me. Otherwise, I'm always like a blind man lighting a lamp. It's a waste of wax to deal with it, but I'm self defeating."

Seeing Xue miyue's intention, Zheng Yu didn't think much. Holding the computer in her hand, she said seriously: "Mr. Luo, some mysterious!" but she completely forgot that she had come to tease Xue miyue, and now the topic has been completely changed.