"I don't want to see anyone right now! I want to take a walk in the yard now and be quiet! Also, I'm not engaged yet, so don't call me a young grandma!!! ”

The maid was obviously frightened, the young grandmother is usually very gentle, and rarely spoke loudly like this: "Yes...... Less ......"

"Don't call me Young Grandma, just call me Miss Xia. Okay, I'll go down for a walk, don't follow me! "Hatsuyuki rarely spoke to a maid so harshly, but at this moment, her whole mind was tied to that note!

The maid nodded in fright and left.

Chu Xue was afraid that she would be stopped again, so she staggered downstairs, thought about it, and did not take the main staircase or pass the living room.

She was afraid that Zhuang Lingjun and the so-called person who wanted to see her were waiting for her there.

Now, no matter what, it's more urgent to look at that note!

Sure enough, she chose to go downstairs by the usual stairs used by the servants, and until she entered the courtyard, she did not meet a single person.

Secretly lamenting that she was so lucky today, she glanced upstairs at her window, and then walked to the place where the girl had buried the note just now, according to her memory.

Although it was already dark, there were a few dim yellow lights in the courtyard, and she could still find the place. She knelt on the ground and dug with her hands.

Sure enough, just after digging twice, there was a strange touch on my fingers, which felt like a note!

She happily picked up the note, wanting to look closely, but the light in the courtyard was too dim for her to see clearly.

Suddenly, a man's voice came from inside the villa: "Xue'er, Xue'er, where have you been?" How come I can't find you anywhere? ”

Chu Xue was vigilant in his heart, he must not let him find out about rummaging through the courtyard for a note, otherwise the note was found by him and it was a trivial matter, and he would definitely be detrimental to his good friend.

Although she still can't remember who that good friend's name is, she has accepted it in her heart, she is her good friend!

Hatsuyuki hurriedly stuffed the note into her pajama pocket, thinking that it would be too late to go back to her room and read it slowly.

Then he stretched out his foot, and quickly restored the little hole he had just dug in the ground, so that no one could tell that something had been buried here.

Raise your head: "I was walking in the courtyard and felt that the house was too stuffy......"

"Come back soon." Zhuang Lingjun's voice was a little stern, he rarely spoke to her so harshly, "Come and see someone." ”

"Okay." Now that the note was in hand, Hatsuyuki stretched out her hand to make sure that the note was lying peacefully in her pocket, and walked towards the door.

The living room was warmly lit, and a man sat at the table.

There was a cup of tea on the table in front of the man, the tea leaves were top-notch, and the first snow could smell the fragrance, but the man didn't drink a sip.

The man was about fifty years old, with gray hair, loose skin, and somewhat cloudy eyes—but even so, one could see the handsome silhouette of his youth, and the uninteresting appearance of his present life.

He looked like a failed and lonely man, and although he was very brightly dressed and his tailor-made suit was worth a lot of money at first glance, his expression was written with loneliness and fear...... What is he afraid of?

Does she know this man?

Hatsuyuki's heart was beating fast, searching her memory for the man's impressions, but she couldn't—but even so, she felt her heart beating fast, a mixture of strangeness and familiarity, and she looked into the man's eyes, and the man looked at her eagerly, his lips trembling...... She felt scared...... Who the hell is he...... Why do you feel so nervous when you see him?

Not only nervous, but also frightened, but also seemed to know clearly that this person had a completely inseparable connection with himself......

"Cher......" the man finally called out.

His voice trembled as he slowly stood up, as if to walk towards her and take her hand!

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"Don't !!!"

Hatsuyuki let out a terrible scream from the depths of her throat!

She didn't know why she was so afraid, she was afraid and disgusted, as if she had seen a lot of cockroaches!

She staggered and hurried back!

"Cher, you...... Why are you ......" The man's eyes were a little red, and then he turned his head to look at Zhuang Lingjun suspiciously: "Didn't you say she had amnesia?" Why ......"

Zhuang Lingjun frowned slightly, strode over, held Chu Xue's hand tightly in his palm, and then said softly: "Xue'er, this is your father, look, you don't know your father?" ”

Hatsuyuki's mind suddenly felt as if he had been pricked by a needle!

Then, without any hesitation, he shook off Zhuang Lingjun's hand and said loudly: "You are lying!" I don't have a dad!! ”

Zhuang Lingjun's face changed suddenly!

She did have amnesia, he was sure, but why, even with amnesia, she still remembered her hatred for her father?

In that case, will there still be memories of Jin Ting in her heart?

Jin Ting will definitely return to China, and soon.

He knew Jin Ting very well.

So......

Immediately, his face was a little unsightly, but he still comforted Chu Xue softly: "Baby, you have amnesia, you don't remember anything, he is your father, you see, you look like him." ”

Naturally, this man is Xie Junhao!

He had come all the way from France, and he was physically and mentally exhausted.

But when he knew that his daughter had lost his memory, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart!

In this way, will Cher not remember her hatred and estrangement?

In this way, will he be able to recognize this daughter?

Xie Junhao cheered up, put on a smiling face, and tried to reach out again to pull Chu Xue's hand: "Xue'er, there were some misunderstandings with Dad before you lost your memory, and there was a little quarrel, so you may not be happy to see Dad now...... But don't do that to your father...... Dad loves you the most, so Dad will be sad......"

Chu Xue looked at Xie Junhao coldly: "How do you prove that you are my father?" ”

"This ......," Xie Junhao stood there awkwardly, "Does this still need to be proven?" ”

"Of course I need to, because my sixth sense tells me that I'm a man without a father!" Chu Xue's voice slowly became louder, "Sue me, you're from France, right?" Why have you been in France? If you are my father, why don't you live with me? ”

Xie Junhao and Zhuang Lingjun glanced at each other.

These lines, they naturally thought of them a long time ago.

Yiqiē communicated seamlessly and was completely reasonable.