The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

"Sorry! We don't know each other." before the old man spoke, Xia Yinian's hoarse voice sounded.

She coughed softly and tried to withdraw her hand.

"Don't know? Then why are you crying?" Gu Beicheng frowned and didn't mean to let her go.

"I... caught a cold and didn't cry." Xia Yinian reluctantly made his voice sound better.

Before Gu Beicheng said anything, Gu Qingyang came behind Gu Beicheng.

"Old seven, what's the matter with a college student in public?" the old man said coldly.

"No, Grandpa, I know her, and she must know me. Why don't you know her?"

Gu Beicheng pulled hard. Xia Yinian turned off guard and almost hit him.

"Sir, please show some respect. We really don't know each other." Xia Yinian barely stood still, but kept his head down.

"Why don't you know?" Gu Beicheng frowned.

"Even if it's just an ordinary friend who knows I have amnesia, you shouldn't turn around and leave, so I'm sure we must know each other very well."

Gu Beicheng's eyes were always on Xia Yinian, and he didn't even look at the old man.

The old man was worried and angry, but he still felt powerless in front of the amnesic son.

"Sir, I really don't know what you mean. I... just got a call from home and was anxious to leave. I really don't know you."

Xia Yinian couldn't stop her tears. Even she didn't know whether it was because she saw him moved or because he lost his memory.

"Look up at me!" Gu Beicheng's ordered breath fell from her head.

"I said, look up at me!" his voice sounded again.

Xia Yinian kept lowering his head. He didn't do anything except sobbing.

"Beicheng, go home with me!" the old man said coldly.

"OK, go home." suddenly, Gu Beicheng hugged Xia Yinian and turned back.

"What are you doing? Let go of me! Let go!" Xia Yinian struggled hard, but he knew he was hurt and only dared to push his arm.

Unexpectedly, Gu Beicheng directly picked her up, strode to open the door and put her in the back seat of the car.

The next second, he also sat in and imprisoned her in his arms.

"Don't be afraid! I just want to talk to you. After all, you are the only one who has an impression when I wake up."

Gu Beicheng's indifferent words were heard by the old man who hurried back.

Looking at his son's cold face, he took a hard breath and sat down in the co pilot's seat.

"Go, go back." the old man's extremely cold words sounded.

"Yes, sir." the assistant nodded and started the car.

Xia Yinian's eyes have been locked on the old man in front of him, but his heart is on the man beside him.

Even she didn't expect that in just three days, she returned to Beicheng's arms.

Over the past few days, she imagined many pictures of them meeting again, but she never thought he had lost his memory.

However, he actually said that he was the first person who had an impression when he woke up.

Although Xia Yinian didn't use medicine and make-up, he permed his long hair, blocked the small half of his face, and wore glasses. Even the type of clothes changed.

So he can recognize himself at a glance? Is it possible?

Does he really have amnesia?