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The breeze blows the wind chimes by the window, making a tinkling sound.

"Little lazy pig, get up."

"Little lazy pig, get up."

The alarm clock in the house kept noisy, and Shen Li, who was going to sleep on the bed, finally broke open his eyes.

"Is it morning?"

I had a splitting headache, checked the information until 4 o'clock in the morning, and got up at 7 o'clock.

Start your day at 8 a.m. sharp, and continue the cycle.

I'm so sleepy, so tired.

"Yes, miss." The maid's gentle voice was in my ears.

"The master is waiting for you to eat."

"Ah, Daddy is waiting for me"

Shen Liang instantly sobered up and washed and changed his clothes as quickly as possible.

Almost flew downstairs.

If she had changed the sound of the alarm clock to her father's voice, she should have woken up in seconds.

"The master has just come downstairs, so you don't have to worry too much." The maid said softly.

"Your glasses, don't forget."

"Oh"

Shen Liang hurriedly took it over, and when he put it on himself, he couldn't help but stand in front of the dressing mirror.

The familiar and unfamiliar face in the mirror always made her hesitate.

Forgetting glasses is not the first time, and forgetting often is the norm.

It's strange how it is possible to forget such a daily necessities as glasses.

In fact, what made her even more strange was that she was only 100 degrees of myopia, so why did she wear glasses.

"Miss," the maid reminded in a whisper.

"Let's go."

Shen Liang didn't care about it and rushed downstairs.

When he was about to arrive at the restaurant, Shen Li's footsteps subconsciously slowed down.

It's an instinctive reaction, it has to slow down, it has to be polite, it has to be

"Daddy, morning."

Shen Liang said with a smile, whether it was his voice or movements, he was so polite and decent.

"Early."

A deep and elegant voice, with tenderness and detachment.

A forty-eight-year-old man, but he has the appearance of his early thirties, a handsome face, delicate facial features, and a gentle smile.

Shapely body with slender limbs. The word Yushu Linfeng was created for him.

Always noble and decent, gentle temperament with indifference and alienation.

Especially his eyes, which are like a vast ocean, containing everything and containing everything.

This person is her father, Shen Yujia, a billionaire, a famous writer, screenwriter, and investor.

"The light in the study upstairs has been on, and I didn't sleep well last night." Shen Yujia asked softly.

Never shouting loudly, never speaking loudly.

It seemed that no matter when or what happened, he could smile so gently.

But the strange thing is that whenever he faces this person, Shen Liang is always unconsciously in a state of standing upright.

It's like an elementary school student who is naturally afraid of the class teacher.

"I checked the information a little late yesterday," Shen Liang said.

She is now a graduate student in the Department of Journalism at University A, and she has followed the whole school, no, the most rigorous tutor in the country.

Every day the classes are full, the subject is always the hardest, and then the studio helps every day.

Use girls as mules, as for boys

Hehe, when two mules.

"Professor Li is a little stricter, but he is a good person." Shen Yujia said with a smile.

"However, it doesn't matter if you spend a little more time studying, don't spoil your body."

"Dad, I'm fine." Shen Liang said with a smile, although sometimes there will be a little resentment.

"I think it's good to spend all my energy on my studies."

Although it was tiring, it was very fulfilling, and she didn't have the strength to think nonsense.

Shen Yujia's gentle eyes looked at Shen Li: "Do you have nightmares again?"

There was a touch of confusion in Shen Li's eyes, she was dreaming, but she wasn't sure if it was a nightmare.

"I don't have time to sleep, and I can't dream very much."

"It's good now."

During a trip half a year ago, she lost her memory due to a shipwreck.

After sobering up, Shen Yujia found her and said that it was her father.

As for her lost memories, there's nothing to say, just like a normal girl.

I got good grades, got into a good university, and is now a graduate student at A University.

I talked to a boyfriend, I broke up, and now I don't have a relationship.

Life is so simple that it couldn't be simpler, there is nothing to doubt.

"If you feel uncomfortable, go to the doctor." Shen Yujia said.

"Regular check-ups must be done on time, and it is naturally best to be able to get back your memory."

"Hmm." Shen Liang smiled and nodded.

But I have a little doubt in my heart, and from common sense, it is of course the best state to be able to get back the memory.

But deep down, she didn't seem to want to think about it.

She had thought countless times that Shen Yujia might be lying to her.

But a billionaire, why lie to her

But is Shen Yujia really her father?

It's not so much that she's suspicious of something, but that everything in front of her isn't quite real.

The man in front of her always gave her a sense of fantasy.

"Miss, your breakfast."

Two breakfasts are placed on the table, a simple Chinese breakfast, although there are not many patterns, but it is extremely exquisite.

Like this villa, a single-family villa near the university town.

In terms of price, it can't compare with the city center, and even the decoration feels too dull at first glance.

It's not at all obvious that it's the home of a billionaire, but

Not to mention the decoration, it is that every stone used in the construction of the house is carefully selected.

All the decorations in the house, even a painting in the stairwell, are the handiwork of famous artists.

What's even more exaggerated is that there is no building within a radius of ten miles, and Shen Yujia bought all the surrounding areas.

"Thank you." Shen Liang smiled at the maid and said.

The moment the meal is served, it is also the time when the conversation ends.

Eating without speaking, sleeping without speaking, not to mention holding food in your mouth, that is, when you are ready to move chopsticks, the role of your mouth is to eat.

I don't feel that I can take a look at Shen Yujia opposite, as father and daughter, they have too much time to meet.

But no matter how many times, she felt like she was being shaken.

is so noble and elegant, she even wondered countless times, what kind of woman can be worthy of such a man.

What kind of person will her "mother" be.

"Do you have any arrangements for tonight?"

After the meal, when she put down her chopsticks, Shen Yujia suddenly said.

"I don't have any activities myself, so it depends on whether the teacher will assign homework." Shen Liang said.

As a girl in her youth, she should have countless night activities.

Such as clubbing, hanging out, all kinds of parties.

She didn't have it at all, she was too hard to study and didn't have the energy.

"Professor Li, I'll call you." Shen Yujia said.

He didn't look back at all, just stretched out his hand back, and the British housekeeper put an invitation note in his hand.

"This is RB Radio, an invitation to the 20th anniversary of Taiwan, you can go."

"Ugh"

"I didn't sleep well at night, don't drive by myself, let Lao Zhang drive you." Shen Yujia said with a smile.

His voice seems to be a spring breeze and rain, drifting into people's psyche, with infinite warmth