The president's beloved dumb wife

And even if he wants to restore his memory again, if he can't remember it, he can't help it.

Thinking like this, a slender spit out a mouthful of turbid Qi, cheer up and continue to deal with the matter at hand.

……

Yu Wenchang can't remember when he was locked up.

At first, Xiao dingxun shut him up in that small room, but there were some other furniture in that room. Later, when he came here, there was nothing except a hard bed in this small house.

Although the daily meal is barely nutritionally balanced, it is also very light.

And since he was locked up here, few people talk to him, even if they occasionally have a few words, they are very cold.

It's good to say that time is short. As time goes on, where can Yu Wenchang stand it?

Just being locked up here, no matter how loudly you say you want to go out, it's useless.

If he yells and scolds badly, he will be locked up in a smaller room with walls, and he will not be released until he stops yelling and scolding.

Gradually, Yu Wenchang knew it was useless and became calmer than before. However, whenever someone passed by this small room, he would immediately run over and try to say a few words to the passers-by.

He used to spend a lot of time drinking and socializing with people almost every day. Now he stays quietly in a small room every day, and no one talks to him. Anyone can't stand it.

He tapped the door frame gently with his fingernails, and his voice was weak: "is there anyone? Is there anyone to talk to me? You people dare not talk to me. When I go out, you must be overwhelmed."

He has said these words thousands of times, and I don't know how many times he has said more cruel words, but still no one paid attention to him.

Yu Wenchang repeated similar words over and over again. It was still quiet around.

He sat on the hard bed and looked up at the small window. From the light coming in from the window, it should still be early in the morning, and the day didn't completely light up.

Calculate the time. In a little while, someone will bring him food. After eating, someone will take him out for a walk.

Sure enough, before long, the prison guards sent the meals, and Yu Wenchang ate them clean.

After eating, Yu Wenchang was brought back. On the way back, he talked to people as usual.

"Little brother, I don't think you're old enough. Why do you want to do this? And you shouldn't have married a daughter-in-law at your age. I tell you, women are very snobbish now. If you don't have money, where will they marry you?"

The young prison guard didn't mean to pay any attention to him at all.

"In this way, you go out and pass on a few words for me. When I go out, I'll give you 20 million. No, no, no, I'll give you 50 million. 50 million is enough for you to buy a suite in Kyoto. There's still some left. Just pass on a few words for me. This business is cost-effective."

Yu Wenchang talked endlessly. Seeing the man ignored him, he pretended to sigh: "you may think I'm saying these words to deceive you. Go and check my Yu Wenchang's name and you'll know how much money I have in my name. Fifty million can still afford it."

The young man shut Yu Wenchang back and stood outside looking at him with a smile: "of course I know your name. I bought the driver around the second old man of the Su family to help you do some shady things and killed the second old man of the Su family. Do you think no one knows what you did?"

Yu Wenchang, like being struck by lightning, rushed forward with a crazy look on his face: "these are not true. I didn't do anything like that. Xiao dingxun is my son-in-law, I'm Xiao dingxun's father-in-law, and Xiao dingxun's son and daughter are my granddaughter. Even if it's in the face of my granddaughter, he will help me."

The young man didn't want to say anything to Yu Wenchang. He gave Yu Wenchang a cold look, turned around and walked away.

Yu Wenchang saw that someone had left and frantically wanted to retain him: "don't go, you come back! Come back to me quickly!"

But no one paid attention to what he said, and at last there was silence all around.

After Yu Wenchang was quiet for a moment, he went round and round in this small room, chanting words in his mouth. His voice was not loud. He repeated it over and over again, a little like crazy.

In the afternoon, someone suddenly told him that a woman had come with her child.

Yu Wenchang's turbid eyes burst into light: "my woman came with her son. I said they would come to see me. Others have no conscience. They serve them delicious and delicious. In the end, no one wants to come to see me!"

He was taken to a small room. A young, beautiful and weak woman was sitting there with her child. When she saw Yu Wenchang coming, her eyes brightened and soon darkened.

Compared with the last time I saw him, Yu Wenchang was thinner, his face was haggard, and his eyes showed some strange excitement, which made people feel creepy at a glance.

Yu Wenchang picked up the phone and kept moving his mouth, but because the two sides were diaphragmatic, the woman didn't know what Yu Wenchang was talking about.

The woman looked down at the little boy in her arms. The little boy looked at the crazy man in front of him with clear big eyes. His eyes were full of doubts. After seeing Yu Wenchang's ferocious expression, he shrank into his mother's arms.

"Mom, who is he?" little Yu Xu said.

The woman lowered her head and gently explained to the little boy in her voice, "ah Xu, this is your father."

Yu Xu blinked and looked at Yu Wenchang again. Yu Wenchang didn't get their response. For example, his face was a little more ferocious until the people behind him stopped it. Yu Wenchang restrained his expression a little.

"He's not my father. My father doesn't look like this." Yu Xu pointed to his eyes and said to the woman, "Mom, my father's eyes are not blind."

The woman felt a little sour and touched the little boy's head: "this is your father."

The little boy tilted his head and continued to summon up the courage to see Yu Wenchang, trying to match the man with his father who had been smiling at him in his mind.

The woman picked up the phone and smiled weakly at Yu Wenchang: "Wenchang, I came to see you."

"Why did you take so long to come to see me? Do you know what kind of life I live here?" Yu Wenchang was angry. "I eat bran and swallow vegetables inside, but you live well outside."