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Marriage is natural: the president's husband is too presumptuous! - Chapter 447
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Ink night cold has been taking care of the appearance of half an hour, warm headache, gradually subtracted.
“However, do you have migraine?” Ink night cold asked.
Warm but frowned, eyes look complex and helpless.
When did you have a headache? It seems not. However, why, she has no impression of her previous memory.
She remembered that when she woke up, the first person who caught her eyes was Chen Shen, and the second was Sang Yan.
Chen Shen told her that she was an orphan and had been wandering abroad since childhood. Once he fell into a cliff and was rescued by Sangyan’s people and brought back. After half a year’s treatment, her body recovered, but she lost all her previous memories because she collided with her head.
“… maybe, it has something to do with my previous head injury.” Wen Ran, like a normal person, was defenseless at this time.
As soon as the ink eyebrows were lifted at night, they asked, “when did it happen? Where is the injury?”
“I… I don’t know.” Wen Ran frowned.
Suddenly, she suddenly realized something, and the suspicious look in her eyes suddenly turned and quickly turned into vigilance. And shook his head and said, “I really don’t know.”
The ink night cold caught her look and knew that she had just been too impatient. After all, Meng Xiaoluo must have received a lot of strict training from them during his stay in Sangyanna, and his own questioning probably aroused her vigilance.
He nodded, “Don’t say it if you don’t know, and don’t think about it any more, lest you have another headache.”
“Uh-huh.” Wen Ran nodded with a touch of gratitude on his face.
After a short rest, Wen Ran said, “It’s cold at night. Take me to worship.”
The man looked at her for a moment, nodded and said, “Good!”
In the middle of the mourning hall, a shallow black-and-white photo of the dragon was hung in the middle of the flowers. The woman in the photo is gentle and smiling, weak without losing the tenacity of the woman.
One body and two lives! This ending is very tragic.
All of a sudden, Wen Ran had a feeling that he did not dare to look directly at this portrait. It seemed that she could hit her heart directly, especially her clear and harmless eyes. Through these eyes, she seems to see her meanness and ugliness reflected from the inside.
Suddenly, only feel a cold back.
“What’s the matter?” Mo Yehan discovered her abnormality and asked.
“No… nothing.” Wen Ran hurriedly shook his head.
All the people in the mourning hall stared at her with an angry and hostile look. Like a blade, she couldn’t open her eyes with cold stings.
She lowered her head and lowered her eyes, with a tone almost imploring: “It’s cold at night, take me away.”
Wu Tong Court.
This was once the place where Gu Ruolin lived. Although Gu Ruolin no longer lives in the ink house, there are still servants to take care of it, and all the articles and household appliances in the room are complete.
“However, you live here first. Shallow things… in grandpa’s words, it will take a few days. After all, what died in her belly was the first great grandson of Mohism!”
The ink night cold helper Wen Ran sat down.
Wen Ran nodded, don’t know why, at this moment, her wish has been achieved, but why is it not a taste in my heart? I always feel as if I am not very happy. On the contrary, the sense of guilt that had existed or not has become more and more profound.
“Uh-huh.” She replied faintly.
At this moment, a servant came and nodded respectfully, “Miss Wen.”
Mo Yehan said, “You have a rest. I have to go over there to see Grandpa.”
“Well, you go.” Warm jaw head.
The ink night cold went to Liushui Garden, and those people in Ji Chuyang were all there.
Seeing him come in, Xiao Jingyi got up first and asked nervously, “It’s cold at night. Are you sure she must be Xiao Luo?”
Ink night cold looked up, eyes looked at him deeply, nodded: “100%!”
Xiao Jing’s anecdote said that he only felt that his brain suddenly washed up with blood. With a backhand fist, he hit the snow-white wall hard. “Damn Sangyan, I will personally dismember him into ten thousand pieces!”
Ji Chuyang is usually very calm a person, always is that look cold, calm tone. But today, it seems a little anxious. Moreover, this share of anxiety is not due to Wen Ran.
“I tried several times today, but the effect was not very clear.” Ink night cold road.
“How did she react?” Xiao Jingyi asked.
“Headache.” The ink night cold untied the first button on the shirt. “I suspect that her memory was hypnotized and sealed up, and her head must have been severely damaged. If my guess is good, it should be caused by the explosion.”
Xiao Jingyi frowned and said, “The impact is too great. If Wen Ran is really Xiao Luo, oh my god… I really can’t imagine. During this period of time, she was actually on Sangyan’s side. No wonder she will obey Sang Yan and Chen Shen.”
At this point, he suddenly stopped. Then, his eyes were infected with hatred and anger, and he gnashed his teeth and said, “Chen Shen!”
He suddenly got up and walked out.
Only then did Ji Chuyang return to absolute being and called out, “Jing Yi.”
Mo Yehan waved his hand at him and said, “Let him go and let him vent.”
Xiao Jingyi is definitely going to Chen Shenna. He can’t stand it. Let Chen Shen stay in the basement. He will not be able to sleep tonight if he does not vent his evil spirit in his heart.
Ji Chuyang smell speech, also no longer stop.
Ink night cold nodded, “although Jingyi is angry, but he is not a man without discretion. Chen Shen is still of great use to us. He will not kill him!”
“Uh-huh.” Ji Chuyang jaw head.
In the boudoir full of girlish breath, the ink night snow woke up leisurely.
Li Xiulian watched eagerly. Seeing her daughter wake up, she breathed a long sigh of relief. “Silly girl, you really scared me to death.”
“Mom, I’m sorry to worry you.” Ink night snow’s face is still very pale.
After Li Xiulian left, the servant who was in charge of taking care of the daily life of ink night snow came in.
Mo Yexue asked, “Who sent me back after I fainted?”
“Miss, it’s Mr. Ji.”
“Chuyang?” Ink night cold eyes fierce stare big.
“Yes. Mr. Ji was worried when he saw the little lady fall down. I can see that Mr. Ji is really worried about the little lady.”
The servant grew up with ink night snow, and the snow girl would tell her anything on her mind. Therefore, she knew that the little lady would definitely ask this when she woke up, so she told the truth!