After the fake daughter lost her memory, the backup boss flirted with her and lost control

This rude and strange way of reducing swelling shocked the photographer again.

Finally, I took a few hasty photos. After bargaining, the woman chose one that she liked. Before leaving, she took a fancy to the pendant hanging at the door of the store for carrying around, so she pestered the photographer again. Give her one as a gift.

He still can't forget the contemptuous look in the photographer's eyes.

Wen Yan raised his head and pressed his fingers on the corners of his eyes for a while before adjusting his mood.

This pendant belonged to his mother Su He. Su He wore it every day for more than ten years.

When he was 17 years old, Su He sent him to the Wen family, stayed there for a while, left him a note and left.Later, he occasionally received calls from Su He, and all he heard were her drunken nonsense. He could imagine her depravity through the phone line.Gradually, mother and son lost contact.However, he would transfer money to Suhe's bank account every month, which was enough for her to live a prosperous life.

Two years ago, Wen Hongjun sent someone to tell him that Su He was dead and died on the bed of a wild man abroad. Wen Hongjun was so disgusted that he didn't even collect the body and let them dispose of it casually.

He went to the cemetery and sent a bouquet of flowers. He thought she might not like it, so he changed the flowers into dollars and placed them in front of the monument.

As he left, he watched as others took away the dollars.

He looked at the bouncing tramp and was lost in thought: Su He, look, in the end you can't even take away any money.

Recalling this, Wen Yan felt even more humiliated, and even the thoughts that popped up inadvertently made him unbearable.

Pulling away from his memory, Wen Yan was very curious.

Why is Su He's personal pendant here?

It seems that it is imperative to find Ayuan.

……

The autumn wind swept up the fallen leaves in the entire yard, and the leaves rustled, giving people a peaceful and desolate feeling.

Ah Yuan stood leaning against the window and drew the arcs rolled by the wind on the glass, round and round... As he painted, the wind picked up the snowflakes, and after a while, a layer of snow fell in the yard outside the window, and there were flowers and plants. The figure is also covered.

"Miss Ayuan, the doctor is here." The servant opened the door.

A-Yuan sat back on the edge of the bed and closed her eyes under the doctor's instructions. Her nervous toes straightened.

When the skin on her face felt a chill, she heard the doctor say: "The recovery is going well."

Ah Yuan suddenly felt amnesty, opened his eyelids, his big eyes were watery: "Can I see someone?"

She asked carefully, blinking as if she was about to cry.

The doctor smiled and said: "Of course, it's just that now it has only restored [-]% of the skin's toughness. The skin color on the left and right faces is not even enough, so you can't apply cosmetics at will. There are taboos. You need to combine drug and electrotherapy three times in the morning, noon and evening."

"Thank you!" Ah Yuan cleared away her frown, stood up and bowed to say thank you.

The doctor hurriedly helped her up, gave her some instructions, and left.

Ah Yuan ran into the bathroom and groped carefully along the edges of the new skin in front of the mirror. It seemed a little uneven.Fortunately, you can't tell it without looking carefully.

Ah Yuan took out his ID card from his pocket and put it next to his face. From a rough look in the mirror, there was not much difference between his recovering face and his face in the ID photo.

Just like that, she was very satisfied.

A pair of eyes were covered with flashing light, and two lines of clear tears slowly rolled down.

She covered her mouth tightly with both hands to prevent her crying from leaking out. She had only been waiting for this moment for a year, but it seemed like she had been waiting for a long time.

The excitement at this moment made her at a loss what to do, and she just wanted to tell Wen Yan immediately.

As if he could understand her thoughts, the man called her softly outside the window: "Ayuan."

Ah Yuan immediately ran over, leaned against the closed window, and patted hard.

The sound of "papapapa" made her heart a little confused.

She has recovered, why doesn't Wen Yan see her?
"Stop filming, Ah Yuan, let's talk properly."

A voice soaked in ice water stopped her.

A Yuan stopped and asked him: "The doctor said I can see people, why are you still hiding?"

"I don't know how to face you."

Every time his voice was so low, it seemed that if it were slightly louder, something would fly away.

"What's wrong?" Ayuan became anxious upon hearing this.

"In a few days, I'll tell you."

"How many more days will it take? I've been staying in this house for two months!"

"It will be my birthday in a few days. Can you accompany me to the reception as my female companion?" "Birthday?" Ayuan asked subconsciously, "Isn't your birthday already celebrated?"

The man's breathing paused, and he said sadly: "It won't arrive in a few days. Did Ah Yuan remember it wrong?"

"Uh, maybe." Ayuan rubbed her lips gently with her fingers, while recalling that when she was in K country, Wen Yan clearly told her that his birthday was November 11th.

She took out her phone and opened the calendar, and realized that in a few days it would be November 11 of the lunar calendar.

So, Wen Yan’s birthday was on the lunar calendar.

"Okay! But I said I would prepare a gift for you, how to prepare it now?" Ayuan responded eagerly, and the brilliance in his eyes lit up again.

The man's chuckle sounded a little hoarse, "You are the best gift."

A thought-provoking sentence!

A-Yuan's face slowly became hot, and she bit her lip. A rabbit burrowed into her chest at some point, and it jumped up and down without stopping for a long time.

After removing the dressing, there was no need to take shelter from the wind. Ah Yuan could move freely in the courtyard as expected, but he could not go out yet.

Ah Yuan was very obedient and did not ask questions. She boxed and danced every day and lived a very comfortable life.

On this day, Ah Yuan was reading in the yard and heard a woman's voice.

He walked to the door of the front hall, hid in a dark corner, and looked at the door with his eyes exposed.

The woman in fur seemed to be giving instructions. Ah Yuan put his ears out a little and barely heard the woman say: "It's the young master's birthday the day after tomorrow. Pay attention to that woman and don't cause trouble."

that woman?

Which?

Are you talking about her?
This woman is obviously older, and her profile looks familiar. Who is she?
This question continued until A-Yuan was having dinner, when Wen Shujun's face suddenly flashed in his mind - that woman was Wen Heng's mother.

No, Wen Shujun didn't deal with Wen Yan at all, so why did she suddenly care about him so much?

At night, Ayuan was about to fall asleep while lying on the bed.

"Ayuan, are you asleep?" A man's voice suddenly sounded in the quiet night, and Ayuan jumped up from the bed in shock.

"Doctor Wen!"

"Ah Yuan, there will be a reception at home the day after tomorrow to celebrate my birthday. Someone will take you there directly and I will wait for you there."

"it is good."

"There's one more thing. I can't wait until that day to tell you. Can you give me an answer now?" The man's voice became lower.

Ah Yuan walked to the window with bare feet and looked at the shadow of his clothes exposed by the window, "What?"

"The day after tomorrow, I don't want you to be just my female companion."

The man paused deliberately.

The blankness of the voice made Ah Yuan start to fantasize again.

"I want you to attend in the name of my fiancée, is that okay?"

God!

Wen Yan knows what he is talking about!

He was expressing his love to her in a tone that was as low as the dust.

A-Yuan rubbed his ears, his throat was dry: "What did you say?"

Ah Yuan's heart was about to jump out of her chest. She held onto the wall to calm herself down so that he would not notice her gaffe.

Xu's mother taught her since she was a child that as a lady, she should always pay attention to her manners, especially when facing expressions of love.

"You heard me, I know."

The man's voice sounded a little smiling this time.

Ah Yuan's first reaction was to agree.

But she had a vague feeling that something was not quite right.

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　　(End of this chapter)