The president favors his ex-wife with amnesia

Chapter 1

"Don't...my child...give the child back to me!"

Shen Xiaoyu suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed, with shortness of breath and unsteady heartbeat.

She recalled the self in the dream who was held tightly by countless hands, begged desperately to the back of the baby holding the baby, and cried heart-piercingly. She knew it was a dream but still had lingering fears.

"What the hell, if this continues, I will think that I have really given birth to a child."

She raised her hand to wipe off the sweat from her forehead, and said to herself, she turned on the bedside lamp, and the warm yellow light illuminated that pure and beautiful baby face. She was already 25 years old, but she still looked like a seventeen-year-old. Eight-year-old high school student.

Shen Xiaoyu glanced at the alarm clock, and was thinking speechlessly, how could she have given birth to a child, and then someone snatched the child away, when the doorbell rang suddenly, and she was so frightened that she shivered.

Ringing the doorbell in the middle of the night reminded her of all kinds of abnormal cases that happened in the middle of the night that her best friend Lin Lan mentioned in the afternoon.

"At this time, you won't really encounter perverts, will you?"

Shen Xiaoyu was a little hesitant to open the door, but the continuous ringing of the doorbell was like a magic sound piercing one's ears.

She stepped on the little yellow man's slippers and walked to the door of the living room with light footsteps. She wanted to see through the cat's eyes, but she was afraid of seeing some scary pictures.

Just when he was brave enough to see who was outside the door through the cat's eyes, the person outside the door suddenly kicked heavily towards the anti-theft door.

Shen Xiaoyu only felt that the door frame and even the floor under her feet shook, and she could clearly feel the indescribable arrogance even through the security door.

"Nimma, this door is very expensive!"

Because of this kick, Shen Xiaoyu suddenly became angry.

This small apartment of more than 40 square meters is the down payment she paid with all her savings. The anti-theft door is carefully selected and replaced. Which bastard is kicking the door? It is her money and her hard work!

The anger of having her hard work being ruined made Shen Xiaoyu forget her fear, and opened the door to scold that bastard severely.

The sensor light in the corridor was brightly lit just now, and Shen Xiaoyu was stunned when she saw the man outside the door clearly.

Even in this era when young and mature male gods are flying all over the sky, Shen Xiaoyu feels that she has never seen anyone who looks better than the man outside the door.

He has short, neat black hair, and there is nothing fancy about it, which perfectly shows the handsome face with deep features like a mixed race.Except for the most basic "good-looking", Shen Xiaoyu didn't even know what words to use to perfectly describe that face.

The thin lips, shaped like a paintbrush, gently opened and closed, and the elegant voice like the sound of a piano uttered a mean complaint.

"Stupid woman, it takes so long to open a door."

"what?!"

Shen Xiaoyu's eyes widened, and all her appreciation for this face turned into bubbles in an instant.

Only now did she realize that the other person's face was a little abnormally red, and his black jewel-like eyes were also a little lax, as if he was drunk.

Shen Xiaoyu didn't want to discuss manners with a drunk, so she suppressed her temper and said, "Sir, you've gone the wrong way, this is not your home."

He Changfeng bent over in confusion and stared at Shen Xiaoyu's face carefully. After ten seconds, he showed a reassuring expression, and nodded a little foolishly while saying.

"Hongxin Community, Building A 901, Shen Xiaoyu. You don't even remember your home address, you are getting more and more stupid!"

"Who are you, how do you know my address and name?"

(End of this chapter)