my billionaire ex-husband

She wants to do such a cruel thing to the only person in the world who loves her.She can't do it, can't do it!

Feng Chengling understood Lin Kewei's meaning: "Okay, after you recover your memory, I will take you to explain everything to Feng Yixuan."

"Thank you."

"Fool, never say thank you to me."

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In the convenience supermarket next to the airport, Feng Yixuan walked among the shelves to shop.

Thoughts were eaten away by memories again.

He remembered that in the past, he was the one who pushed the shopping cart every time, while Lin Kewei was responsible for removing the big bags of snacks she liked from those shelves...

It feels like the last time I shopped was yesterday

-----Memory split point-----

Walking to a shelf, Lin Kewei suddenly stopped, tiptoing to get the honey pot on the top shelf.

She is not short, but she is still a little short on tiptoe.

At this moment, a big hand took down the honey for her, and Feng Yixuan's tall figure was behind her: "I can't reach it, why didn't you call me?"

Lin Kewei nuzzled: "It's only a little bit short. I thought I could reach it if I worked hard."

Feng Yixuan said softly, "You have to learn to rely on me."

Lin Kewei turned her head and looked at him with wide eyes.

She has depended on him enough.She doesn't know anything, doesn't understand anything, and needs his help in everything. She is even timid and afraid of the dark, and often loses things.

It is impossible to imagine how she would live without Feng Yixuan by her side?

"No matter what happens in the future, with me here, you have to believe that I can solve...anything for you." Feng Yixuan promised, brushing away a strand of bangs that covered her eyelashes, "the most important thing in marriage is marriage." The condition is trust and mutual dependence. After you marry me, you have to trust me completely. "

Lin Kewei nodded: "But I don't know anything...how can Yixuan rely on me?"

"It's enough for you to rely on me."

As he said that, Feng Yixuan reached out and took two jars of honey: "Is it good for your chronic pharyngitis? Then prepare more."

Pushing the cart with one hand, Lin Kewei intimately held the other hand, and they talked and walked between the shopping districts.