Young Master, Don't Get Entangled

Qi Yangyang was almost choked to death by saliva. He coughed for a long time before he got over his strength. His face was red and he agreed that it was neither against nor against him.

When she was calm, she remembered that she was pretending to be amnesia. The corner of her mouth was bent. "I don't remember anything. I don't know him very well. Isn't engagement very good?"

Han Zhengfeng looked back at her, the smile on his face slowly expanded, "don't pretend in front of me."

Pray for greatness:

My uncle is so disrespectful that he doesn't help her keep secret.

"If you don't want to get engaged, you don't have to. I don't agree." Han Zhenfeng in a happy mood, "hang it."

Pray for a great "Chi" laugh, "scared to death."

"Didn't you think it would scare me when you pretended to be amnesia?" Han Zhenfeng also laughs, "go wash your hands and wait, your mother used to love this noodles, today I give you a hand."

Pray for a smile and nod.

It was the first time that she felt at home and the delicate blood relationship between her and Han Zhengfeng.

Before, she had no sense of belonging to the family.

When she was kidnapped and almost lost her life, she suddenly realized that it was not that they did not accept her, but that she did not take the initiative to open her heart and regard herself as a member of the Han family.

Qi Yang washed his hands and sat down. In less than 10 minutes, two bowls of fragrant scallion oil noodles were put on the table.

"It's delicious." Qi Yangyang sniffed hard, his face showed a satisfied smile, "it will be delicious."

Han Zhenfeng looked at her lovingly, picked up chopsticks and started.

His daughter is more and more like his wife. When he saw her, he couldn't help thinking that if he was not so hard hearted, would it be different to ask her to come back?

Pray for the great to eat a few mouthfuls, can't help but say, "Dad, tell me about you and my mother."

Han Zhengfeng was stunned and nodded with a smile.

I pray for the quiet listening and moving heart. Mom is really great. If she doesn't take her away decisively, maybe she can't see the world.

Zheng Yurong has always wanted to kill his father. There are all the materials found by Tong Shumo. Among them, there are records of several times when his mother encountered danger after he left the Han family.

If it had not been for her marriage agreement with ye Jiaguo, Zheng Yurong would not have let her go.

In his last life, Zheng Yurong had to deal with his father. Pei Xiangan was a chess piece in his hand, but he had his own selfish heart - killing Tong Shumo.

Tong Shumo can't find Pei Xiangan, it's normal to think about it now. Zheng Yurong's goal was not Tong Shumo at the beginning. He could only think about business disputes when he checked Zheng Yurong.

"Well, I'll tell you next time. Go upstairs and go to bed." Han Zhenfeng put down his chopsticks and said with a smile, "take a rest early and raise your body well. I refuse the engagement first."

Pray for a great answer, happy to go upstairs to sleep.

After turning to the sunny day, I pray for the great to wake up and feel that my body has obviously recovered some, and I feel a little relieved.

The doctor did not recommend her to resume exercise, saying that she had to wait for the virus to dissipate completely. She went to bed early and got up early.

At 8 o'clock, there was a car stop downstairs. I didn't think much about it. I changed into a light suit and went downstairs with slippers.

"Good morning." Tong Shumo looks natural as if there is no amnesia at all.

Pray for a grand mouth corner to draw, light say hello, "good morning Mr. Tong, do you come to see my father?"

"I've come to see you." Tong Shumo picked a eyebrow, understatement of the tone, "Uncle Han out of the task, he let me tell you a, free will send you a message."

Pray for a grand mouth, go straight to the dining room, open the chair and sit down.

The nurse prepared sandwiches, fried eggs, milk and a small bowl of bean curd.

Pray for great looking back at the eyes of Tong calligraphy and ink, quickly closed the line of sight, pretending to do nothing.

"Do I look good?" Tong Shumo opened his chair and sat down with a smile on his lips. "If you want to see it, you can look at it in a big way. You don't have to peek."

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