"What, if you don't like me like this, then you can find someone else to accompany you. He sat down coldly.

"No, no, that's not what I meant. Liang Manru hurriedly explained, and then looked at Pei Junhao, he had a stubble beard, with a straight face, and he was so cool, thinking that she was finished, and she was completely fascinated by this man.

I bought two sets of bedding and bought some things, and the big items were delivered to the door by the seller, but Liang Manru also bought some small things, so I had to take them with me now, put them in the car with big bags and small bags, and after a while, it was time for dinner.

"Junhao, let's find a place to eat. I know a French-Western restaurant, it's very romantic, shall we go there?" she asked, holding him and smiling brightly.

Liang Manru has been very happy and in a good mood recently, and she can't imagine that Junhao's loss of memory will play a role in promoting their marriage.

"Whatever, you say yes. Pei Junhao responded casually.

"Then we'll go there. Liang Manru kissed him on the face, jumped up and hugged him coquettishly: "My Junhao is the best!"

When the two came to this French restaurant, there was indeed a romantic French warmth everywhere.

The first thing that catches your eye is the luxurious Steinway piano standing next to the bar, just like the bar of the top Hollywood mansion in the fifties and sixties of the last century, full of low-key and gorgeous charm.

The walls are decorated with the finest oak wood, decorated with various patterns and carefully carved patterns, and the soft seats and 30s-style bamboo chairs placed along the walls create a peaceful atmosphere with a supreme elegance that allows people to quickly withdraw from the busy world and enter the French leisure.

The walls of the restaurant are decorated with murals by artist Cyprien Chabert celebrating nature, giving off a hazy and romantic atmosphere under the warm lighting.

In the grape wine, the melancholy in Pei Junhao's heart seems to be gradually dispelled, and Liang Manru in front of him will become Mu Zhihan for a while, and Ziwei sister for a while, and the dark night will slowly ferment in the romantic French restaurant.

"Here, a toast. Under the romantic lighting, the two people on the soft seat looked at each other and raised their goblets.

Liang Manru had a spring on her face, smiled and raised her glass, took a sip, and suddenly spit out with a "wow".

"What's wrong with Miss?" asked a waiter with a wet towel.

Liang Manru took it and wiped it, and said, "I suddenly felt some discomfort in my stomach, so I'll go to the bathroom." ”

When I went to the bathroom, I felt nauseous again, what was wrong? She was usually in good health, and even colds were rare, besides, she didn't have a cold, and when I thought about it, it was too bad, her "big aunt" seemed to have passed her life early, but she hadn't patronized it yet, so it wouldn't be .......

She was scared into a cold sweat, what should she do? If she let her parents or Pei Junhao know, she would really have no face to see people.

"Tong Hanpeng, you bastard!" she yelled in the mirror, covered her face and cried, thinking in her heart what to do? But the more anxious her heart became, the more disorganized she became, and finally remembered that Pei Junhao was still waiting for her outside, so she had to wash her face and wipe away her tears.

Pei Junhao sat there alone and poured himself a drink, there were already two empty red wine bottles in front of him, looking like a lovelorn prince in ancient Greece, melancholy but with a kind of intoxicating magic.

Under the dim light, watching Liang Manru walk towards him from the bathroom with a pale face, after a while, it became Mu Zhihan's stupid, affectionate eyes, and then it turned out to be the innocent and innocent smiling face of Sister Ziwei.

"Sister Ziwei, Sister Ziwei, is it you? I miss you, do you know how much your Brother Shi misses you?" he screamed and hugged her tightly, but suddenly, there were clouds and mist everywhere, Ziwei suddenly disappeared and disappeared into the clouds, he was anxious, and looked around in panic, looking and looking, but the clouds were extremely deep, and he never saw the shadow of Sister Ziwei again.

Suddenly seeing Mu Zhihan standing in the clouds, he ran over, hugged her and shouted, "Sister Ziwei, Sister Ziwei, you are my sister Ziwei." ”

Mu Zhihan sneered: "I am the daughter of your enemy, I am here to take revenge!"

Saying that, he grabbed his neck suddenly, Pei Junhao was startled, opened his eyes, strange, how could it be a strange place, there wouldn't be any accidents, right?

Looking at the arms again, Liang Manru's snow-white arms were tightly wrapped around his neck, no wonder he dreamed that Zhihan was going to strangle him, it turned out that it was not Zhihan who pinched him, it was Liang Manru, with a sweet smile on his face, and an already very delicate face added a little charm.

I remember they had dinner in a French restaurant last night and ...... Oops, needless to say, he's drunk!

He lifted the quilt and hurriedly got up, and when he saw himself and Liang Manru*'s lower bodies, he hurriedly covered them again.

It's too bad, drunk and messy, he has always made up his mind before, even if he is married to Liang Manru, he will not touch her, he must find Sister Ziwei and then say, later I heard that Sister Ziwei is gone, and he still has no trace of admiration for her in his heart.

It's Mu Zhihan, that hateful little girl, who always makes him think about it easily and can't help himself, but now, he has done this kind of thing, and he has moved Liang Manru, and it will be difficult to be responsible.

He moved slightly, wanting to get up quietly, but as soon as he moved, Liang Manru woke up, hugged him, buried his head deep in his arms, and called out shyly: "Jun Hao." ”

Pei Junhao shook off her hand and asked in a deep voice, "Where is this?"

"You're so bad! people haven't married you yet, so you ......" Liang Manru said, and put her white arms like lotus roots on his body, and said coquettishly: "Don't move, hug people again." ”

"I ...... I was drunk last night. He was annoyed.

"Yes, who made you drink like that? I couldn't help you, so I finally found this hotel nearby to help you in, but you ......" Liang Manru's face turned red, and he whispered: "You hold people and don't let people go." As she spoke, she buried her face in his arms again.

He was stunned for a moment, and also whispered: "I'm sorry, Manru, I ......"

Liang Manru stretched out his hand and covered his mouth: "Don't say I'm sorry, Manru will be your person sooner or later." There was joy in her voice, shyness, and more irrepressible happiness.

He frowned and took her hand away, gently lifted the quilt, and slowly put on his clothes.

Liang Manru watched him get dressed and asked, "Junhao, where are you going?"

"I want to go back to the company. He said he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

Liang Manru also hurriedly put on her clothes, and when she saw him turn her face to her, she was about to say something, she lifted the quilt and folded it, and he saw a bright red on the sheets at a glance, and lowered his head and did not speak.

"Junhao, we are about to get married, Uncle Pei and Dad said that my brother should worry about the company's affairs, so you don't care. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning on his chest, gently rubbing his well-developed pectorals.

"Then I'll have to go back to the manor. He patted her lightly on the back and coaxed.

"Aren't you with me?" she said disappointedly.

"I'll send you back first, and I'll contact you if I have something. He touched her face lightly, turned and walked out of the room.

Sent Liang Manru home, Pei Junhao drove back to the manor, and when he went back and saw Liang Jiaxi's car parked at the door, he hurriedly walked in and saw Liang Jiaxi sitting in front of Mu Zhihan's father's hospital bed, and Mu Zhihan lowered his head and massaged his father.

"Jun Hao, you're back. Liang Jiaxi's face was happy.

"You're here. He replied vaguely, and threw a glance at Mu Zhihan, and his heart was faintly uneasy, Mu Zhihan was also looking at him, meeting his gaze, and hurriedly lowered his head to massage his father.

"Jun Hao, I want to take Zhihan and Uncle Mu out tomorrow, the experts in the United States, you see how to connect well, the cost, I don't want you to come out, you did it for his old man, Zhihan and I are very grateful to you. ”

Liang Jiaxi decided to let Mu Zhihan's father move out and bring her mother with him, so that the family could live together, and it would be much more convenient for him to go to see Zhihan, and he would have to take responsibility for Zhihan.

"Who said they were going to move out, when did I agree to let them move out?" Pei Junhao looked at Mu Zhihan coldly, Mu Zhihan's massaged hand stopped for a moment, did not look up, and began to press again.

"Uncle Pei told me that if you take Uncle Mu out before marriage, you can't let you face a patient on your wedding day, right?"

"This is my manor, my dad won't call the shots, he only calls the shots for me to marry Manjou. He said angrily.

"Jun Hao, why do you have to leave Uncle Mu and Zhihan in your manor? Zhihan and I are going to be together, and it's my business to take care of them. Liang Jiaxi had already regarded Mu Zhihan as his woman, and when he heard Pei Junhao say this, he was a little angry.

Pei Junhao looked at Mu Zhihan again, Mu Zhihan wanted to speak, but when he raised his head, his lips opened but he didn't speak, and lowered his head to massage.

"I'll talk about that later. Pei Junhao walked out after speaking, and went upstairs with a "pedal, pedal, pedal".

Mu Zhihan looked up at his back at this time, and said in his heart: "Jun Hao, I promised your father, I can only leave, Sister Ziwei and you can only have a fate in this life, you and Liang Manru are about to get married, I bless you." ”

Liang Jiaxi said angrily: "This Jun Hao, amnesia is still like this, the grievances of the previous generation should also be over, I really don't understand what he thinks in his heart, whether he wants to make amends for his guilt, or looking at Uncle Mu so that his heart can be at peace, it seems that he really wants to take him to see a psychiatrist." ”

Mu Zhihan smiled reluctantly: "Jiaxi, I'm sorry to always trouble you." ”

"Zhihan, what are you talking about? Liang Jiaxi said softly.

"How are you and Ruotong doing?"

Liang Jiaxi was asked by her, and his face couldn't help but have a look of displeasure, in order to set Liu Ruotong's words, he said that she would go back to Liang's work, but since Liu Ruotong went to Liang's, he seemed to regard himself as his girlfriend, talking and doing things, without measure, how did he know, Liu Ruotong understood what he said "responsible" as responsible in another sense.