Amnesiac Queen

The curtains on the balcony swayed slightly, and the warm yellow sun just hit the two people sitting on the floor.

The bangs on Ji Zheyan’s forehead swayed gently, and he hangs down low and hides the emotions in his eyes.

Ye Hao’s mouth was gradually smashing down, although she once again successfully ridiculed the doctor, but always felt that... there seems to be something wrong.

When Ji Zheyan raised his head again, his eyes were as clear as ever. He looked at Ye Hao and said nothing: "In this case, it seems that today's sweet and sour pork ribs refer to trotters boiled beef and fried fish. Don't do it."

Although the voice is low and sweet, but Ye Hao clearly heard a joke from his tone, but also with a little revenge.

Seeing him stand up and turn around and leave, Ye Hao climbed up from the ground, and hugged his waist from behind: "I am wrong with Dr. Ji! I will not dare to tease you again!"

"Tricky?"

Even with his back to himself, Ye Hao can imagine the arc of his brow.

"No, no! I mean, I will never dare to make jokes again!" She said nothing about jokes, but facts.

Ji Zheyan did not pay attention to whether there was any language in her sentence, but she earned her arms earning her waist: "Let go."

"That's lunch today..." Although the other party couldn't see it, Ye Hao's pitiful expression was still in place.

"You don't let go, how do I cook?"

Ye Hao loosed his hand and smiled around him: "Mr. Ji, I will help you."

Ji Zheyan raised her hand and rubbed her head, and saw that her supple hair became squeaky, and she sat down with satisfaction: "You can finish the unfinished hygiene."

Ye Hao flattened his mouth and smoothed his hair, and wiped the table in the living room again, ending today's cleaning. She wandered to the kitchen door, glanced at the busy Ji Zheyan, and returned to the living room to stay on the sofa.

Although the doctor has taken her in the current season, if she can't remember who she is, she can't live here for a lifetime—and it is still under the premise that the doctor does not want her to agree with her. She feels that she must have a financial source.

But what can she do? No diploma, no work experience, she has nothing but painting.

Thinking of this, she went to her room and took out the designs that Zhou Wen gave to her. She had already modified it once at the time of Ye Family, and then she could change it to Zhou Wen. She subconsciously looked for a mobile phone on the table, only to remember to charge it in the living room last night.

Going back to the living room and glanced at it, the battery was fully charged. After booting up, she took the phone number that she had copied in front of the design draft and carefully stored it in the phone.

Staring at Zhou Wen’s number for a long time, she finally got the courage to start editing the text message: “Hello, I am Ye Hao...”

wrong.

Delete the word "Ye Ye", she paused for two minutes behind "I am...", still do not know how to introduce myself.

Who am I?

Ye Hao is a little lost.

I organized the language several times in my heart. Ye Hao once again began to edit the short message: "Hello Miss Zhou, I modified the design draft you gave me last time. Are you interested in seeing it?"

I skipped the steps of self-introduction. If the other person is still impressed with this matter, I can definitely guess who she is.

Not long after, she received a reply from Zhou Wen: "You are... Ye Hao?"

Ye slammed his mouth and replied: "When I last met, I still."

This reply was slower than just now, but the content still let Ye Hao breathe a sigh of relief: "I have time after tomorrow, I will see you at Star Plaza at 2:30 in the afternoon, can I?"

"Yes, thank you."

"you are welcome."

Ye Hao leaned back on the sofa and spit out a breath. The first step is always particularly difficult, but as long as you take this step, the road will be much flatter.

Maybe.

She glanced at the design draft on hand and there were several places that needed to be modified. She had to finish it before the appointed time.

"You can eat." Ji Zheyan's voice pulled back Ye Xie's thoughts. She gave a good voice and put down the design draft in her hand and ran to the dining room. Ji Zheyan's craftsmanship was not the first time she tasted it, but she always had a surprise every time. If she could always be a happy millet bug at the doctor's house, it would be fine.

"What's wrong with you, what's the matter?" Ji Zheyan clipped a spare rib to the bowl of the leafhopper, and asked if he had no intention. Ye Hao still paused in the hand of the rice, and looked up from the bowl: "Is it obvious?"

Ji Zheyan took back the chopsticks and put them back on his wrist neatly: "You always eat when you eat."

Ye Hao bites the chopsticks and seriously remembers whether she is embarrassed. In fact, in her heart, she has always been a temperament lady who can't talk without words.

"Mr. Ji, I have something to go out the day after tomorrow." Ye Hao looks like a student who asks the class teacher for the leave.

"What?" If it was just an ordinary thing, she would not raise it so officially.

Ye Hao buried his head, a little afraid to see the eyes of Ji Zheyan: "Hey, I have several design drafts, I want to give it to a friend."

Just a word, Ji Zheyan soon understood.

Frowning slightly, there is a resentment in my heart, but I don’t know where the source of this resentment is. In his knowledge, Ye Hao is a junior, even if she is not Ye Hao, she should now study at school at her age.

However, she had to join the society in advance and began to plan for her future.

Ji Zheyan seems to have seized the source of the resentment - he wants her to accept the education she should accept rather than let her go out to work.

"You don't have to worry so much." He looked at Ye Hao, his brows were still squatting together, and even the sound sounded a little stuffy.

Ye Hao licked his mouth and finally looked up and looked at Ji Zheyan: "I know, but... If I can't recover my memory all the time?" She knows better than anyone else, she can't live like this for a lifetime.

Ji Zheyan's brow wrinkled more tightly. Although he didn't mind raising her for a lifetime, he knew that this was not feasible.

"Okay." Ji Zheyan made a concession, but gave a condition, "but you can't give up school."

Ye Hao’s mouth is pumping, even if she is going back to school now, she will be bombarded by the teacher.

"You must be studying at your current age. Do you want to graduate after you restore your memory?" Seeing the trend that Ji Zheyan had just stretched his brows and wrinkled, Ye Hao quickly promised.

"Your English tuition class will continue."

Ye Hao’s face fell down.

Ji Zheyan’s face also fell.

Ye Hao quickly and smiled and promised.

Ji Zheyan recalled that there was nothing missing, and inadvertently picked up the design draft on the sofa. Let me find another opportunity to send her to systematically study design.

The next day, Ye Hao has been at home to modify the design draft, as much as possible to change to their satisfaction. Because this is her first business, Ye Hao pays special attention to it. At 12 o'clock in the evening, she knows that Dr. Ji ordered her to sleep. She was unwilling to climb the bed.

When I woke up the next day, Ji Zheyan had already gone to work. In the kitchen, there are some good-fried preserved egg porridge, and a few fried dumplings. Ye Hao is hot, and while eating, he sent a text message to Ji Zheyan: "Mr. Ji, thank you for your breakfast, very delicious ^_^ "Despite these two seasons, Zhe Yan is working, but she will definitely give her breakfast before she goes. Lunch is also done well in the evening before. Ye Hao thinks she should still exercise."

Star Plaza is not far from the apartment of Ji Zheyan, but it is still out of the door one hour earlier. When Zhou Wen arrived, Ye Haozheng sat on the bench in the square and held several paintings in his hand. Ye Hao also saw her and quickly stood up. Zhou Wen looked at her and groaned, only smiled and walked up: "Sorry, just... it’s really incredible. You two are so much like you."

Ye Hao did not expect to start with this topic, and the prepared lines could not be said. There was some language between the moments. Zhou Wen also realized that she was not very good at this. She quickly took her to a coffee shop and walked over.

"Well, the creativity is very good, I like the design."

Ye Hao listened to Zhou Wen and said, finally relieved and bowed his head and took a cup of coffee.

"How much are you going to sell?" Zhou Wen put down the manuscript in his hand and looked at the opposite person.

Ye Hao’s slight glimpse, some of them are difficult to say: “I don’t know much about this...”

Zhou Wen thought for a moment and said: "This way, every design draft 500, here a total of five, is 2500, can you see?"

Although Ye Hao said that he did not understand, but he checked the information before coming. A design draft may vary from a few hundred to tens of thousands, or it may sell higher, or it may not be bought at all. In addition to the quality of the design itself, the designer has played a key role in determining the value of the design.

Like her, even the designer can not count, Zhou Wen can give a price of 500, she thinks are all in the face of Ye Hao. So she has no dissatisfaction with the price: "No problem, you are very happy to buy me."

"Don't be so polite." Zhou Wen smiled and still had a sugar cube in front of the coffee. "I myself came step by step. It was really difficult at the beginning. At that time, thanks to Mr. Ye Lao, I was subsidized. ""

Ye Shuguang moved: "Outside... Mr. Ye Lao?"

"Well, my start-up capital was given to me by me, otherwise I am a student who just graduated from college, and there is so much money."

"Oh." Ye Hao nodded thoughtfully and did not speak.

The two men chatted for a while, and Zhou Wen called the waiter to check out. Before leaving, the 2,500 pieces of the draft fee were directly paid to Ye Hao. The feeling of having money is very good, and Ye Hao has the confidence to contract the fish pond for Dr. Ji.

She walked out of the coffee shop and sent a text message to Ji Zheyan: "Dr. Ji, I have money! What do you want to eat at night? I will buy it for you. ^_^"

The author has something to say: I originally planned to write a doctor's confession today, and the result was not written to qaq.

There will be a little apple's affectionate confession tomorrow~

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