Fu Zichen said that she wanted to capture the old man? Luo Ran quickly came back to his senses.

"Mr. Fu, you misunderstood. I'm your doctor, and I don't have to do anything wrong. ”

Why does Fu Zichen always think that she is playing tricks? Could it be that Fu Zichen is looking forward to these things?

"Really?" Fu Zichen's tone was abruptly cold, almost ruthless, "But I don't need a doctor now!" ”

After speaking, he threw away his mobile phone casually, and the assistant hurriedly continued.

"President, Dr. Tang said that he thought of something related to your condition." The assistant bowed his head respectfully, and there were a few cold sweats on his forehead.

He shouldn't have taken Tang Luoran's call!

The president was in a good mood tonight, and allowed Tong Luoran to come over. Who knew that Tang Luoran didn't know what to do, and he didn't know what he said to the president, which made the president angry!

"You don't need to tell me about this kind of phone call in the future!"

Fu Zichen leaned back on the sofa, his face was cold, and his heaving chest leaked his anger.

How many times has this woman been rejected?!

"Yes." The assistant nodded quickly, confirmed that there was nothing else, and left the room.

Sovereign Pavilion is the most famous private hotel in Beijing, with high-end suites and extremely luxurious decorations, which can be called an imperial enjoyment.

Fu Zichen picked up the wine glass, watched the bright red wine rippling in the glass, and actually remembered Tang Luoran's face.

"Luo Ran?"

He frowned, the muscles on his face tense.

No matter how hard he tried, he never remembered who Tang Luoran was.

"Zichen, don't be reluctant."

Song Zhishu, who was sitting on the side, looked over, "Your body has not fully recovered, the more reluctant you are, the more you will only aggravate your condition." I told you that it would be nice to leave the affairs of France to an assistant, and that you would have to meddle in it yourself. ”

Song Zhishu's face darkened slightly, he was not in France at the time, and if something happened, he would not be able to arrive in time.

Fu Zichen sank his face, "The book, can I remember the things I forgot in the past?" ”

He looked at the wine glass in his hand as if he was daunted, and Luo Ran's face kept appearing and lingering.

"Why do you suddenly think about it? Didn't you say that it doesn't matter? ”

Song Zhishu's handsome face was full of astonishment, and his gestures exuded a noble bookish atmosphere. He took off his gold-rimmed glasses, revealing a pair of pale blue eyes, and it was not difficult to tell that he was half-blood.

"I am the attending doctor you invited back, and I will not hide about your condition. To be honest, if you think about the past, it's basically impossible. ”

"Really?"

When Fu Zichen heard this, his fingertips pinching the wine glass turned white.

Song Zhishu saw his movements and moved away a little, "You also know that you suffered the sequelae because you were seriously injured." Three years ago, as soon as you woke up, your memory started to fade. Fortunately, you have a strong constitution, and only part of your memories have been forgotten. ”

"I'll give you an analogy."

Song Zhishu glanced at his face, took out a pen from his pocket, and took a tissue to draw some patterns similar to tree branches on it.

"The nerves in the human brain are very complex, like intricate branches. Once a branch falls off, even if another branch grows in the same location, it is not the same as it was. This is equivalent to your memory, and there is no way to make up for the memory that has been lost. ”

Song Zhishu looked at Fu Zichen's increasingly gloomy face, and asked cautiously, "Zichen, who did you talk to on the phone just now?" I have to make sure that this person doesn't affect your memory. ”

"Nobody, a woman."

Fu Zichen put down his wine glass, walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and looked at the dark sky.

In the past few days, he has tried to remember who this woman really is, and why every time he sees her, he can't help but say something uncontrollably.

Want to get away with it?

He and Tang Luoran said these words, as if it was an instinct.

However, as soon as I touch the memory of this woman, my head hurts.

In fact, it's not just this woman? After a serious illness three years ago, his memory began to suffer.

Fu Zichen felt the coolness of the wine with his fingertips, he didn't expect him to say ambiguous things to Tang Luoran, no wonder Song Zhishu also had to gossip a few words.

Song Zhishu is a doctor he hired back after coming to the capital, and he can be regarded as a friend.

After a few glasses of wine, the assistant informed him that the client was coming, and Song Zhishu left first.

He came over tonight because he had an appointment with a client, and Song Zhishu came over to help him check it out when he had time.

In the capital, there is no shortage of doctors around him, so why do you want to leave Tang Luoran in one more move?

This doubt has been haunting Fu Zichen, causing him to frequently get distracted when talking to customers, and the sudden silence caught the people present off guard.

"Mr. Fu, do you think there is anything else that needs to be modified in this plan?"

The guest pinched a cold sweat and finally mustered up the courage to call him.

"Ye Ming."

Fu Zichen stood up suddenly, and the people around him were all frightened.

"President, I'm here." Assistant Ye Ming stepped forward.

"Get things right."

Fu Zichen suppressed his voice and dropped an explanation, ignoring everyone's consternation, strode out of the wing room and drove back to the apartment.

Raising his head, he saw that Luo Ran's apartment was dark inside and out, and couldn't help but sneer.

The woman said that she was looking for him, and she turned off the lights and went to bed at nine o'clock.

The only person who dares to play a big name in front of him is this Tang Luoran!

Fu Zichen returned to the apartment to rest, just after taking a shower and changing into a bathrobe, he looked at the sofa and then looked across the balcony.

From this angle, he could see Luo Ran's room.

Walking to the balcony, he found the location where Luo Ran had peeked at him last time.

The woman looked at him secretly, thinking he didn't know?

Luo Ran's room had the lights turned off, and he couldn't see anything.

Fu Zichen stayed for a while, feeling that this behavior was too boring, and when he turned around to return to the room, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow floating flexibly in Luo Ran's room.

When you look closely, it's a dog.

From the mouth of the bodyguard, he knew that Luo Ran had brought a child, a dog, and three dead people to the capital.

Who the hell is she?

Fu Zichen stared at Luo Ran's room, his eyes pressed down slightly.

The next morning, he was woken up by the sound of a dog barking, and listened carefully to the laughter of children.

It's noisy.

Fu Zichen closed his eyes lightly, and faintly felt a little headache. In the past few years, he has had these symptoms every time he gets up.

"Yihang, don't make any noise. It's the weekend, can you help mom clean up? ”

Suddenly, Qingyue's female voice came from outside the balcony, it was Luo Ran.

Mom?

Fu Zichen lifted the quilt, walked to the balcony, and saw Luo Ran in a leisurely dress in the garden of the apartment next door.

Xiao Yihang and Snowball ran to her quickly from the guardrail and took the rag from her hand.

"Mom, I'll definitely help you clean up!"

Hearing Xiao Yihang's name again, Fu Zichen's thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his sudden cold gaze stared at the child.

They are very small, no more than five years old.

Is she a mother of a five-year-old? Fu Zichen looked at Luo Ran.

Luo Ran just bent down to tidy up the hem of his clothes, and his bumpy figure didn't look like a person who had given birth to a child at all.

Is the child adopted? Fu Zichen frowned slightly, and suddenly returned to the room.

What does this woman concern him?

After changing his clothes, he plans to go out for a run.

Today is the weekend, and according to the custom, he will have a day off, and the company's affairs will be handled by the assistants and the secretary team.

"Zichen, are you going out?"

As soon as he stepped out of the garden door, Luo Ran's voice came from beside him.

Looking back, Luo Ran walked away in a blue and white chiffon shirt, and her no makeup without powder was surprisingly beautiful.

The thin material could not hide the pride on her chest, and the long hair in her ears rose gently as she walked, which was very charming.

Fu Zichen stopped his steps, "When did I become so familiar with you?" ”

His cold words made Luo Ran's body tremble slightly, and he recovered in a blink of an eye.

"I'm sorry Mr. Fu bothered you. This is the breakfast I prepared for you, which is good for your body. ”

Luo Ran came to him and handed out the sky-blue lunch box in his hand.

"Yes, put it in the house." Fu Zichen didn't look at it, exuding an aura that no one should approach.

Luo Ran could see his face when he raised his head slightly, not knowing what he wanted.

She called Zichen, and he was not happy. She called Mr. Fu, but he was still unhappy, it was really difficult to serve.

"Okay, Mr. Fu, I'll help you put it in later." Luo Ran lowered his hand and said with a little contemplation, "Mr. Fu, I have something I want to discuss with you. ”

"Say."

Fu Zichen glanced at the lunch box in her hand, and could vaguely smell the tempting fragrance.

Nothing to do is not to go to the Three Treasures Palace!

Isn't this woman asking for something, she won't look for him at all, right?

"I ...... I hope Mr. Fu can lend me 120,000. Luo Ran opened his mouth slightly, as if he was choked in his throat.

Isn't that a strange scene?

Zichen is the father of her child and used to be her father's son-in-law, but she can only borrow money from Fu Zichen to obtain the cemetery fee of her father and mother.

But what else could she do to buy three graveyards before the afternoon?

A cemetery costs 40,000 yuan, which is already the cheapest in the capital!

"The 100,000 I gave you, you spent it in a week?"

Fu Zichen put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were full of contempt!

What an overestimation of this woman! The surface is cold, but the inside is still a wealth obsession.

"Yes." Luo Ran saw his eyes, and his heart ached, but there was no way out.

Dad, they're coming over in the afternoon, and they can't be delayed any longer.

"I asked Mr. Fu to borrow this money, and I will pay it back as soon as possible." Luo Ran's mouth was a little bitter.

"Do you still use your body? If yes, the deal is interesting. ”

Fu Zichen evoked a hunting smile, the white and tender woman in front of him looked quite delicious, didn't she?

"I'm sorry, but that's not the way I chose to pay it back."

In the face of his lustful eyes, Luo Ran was unmoved, which was humiliating for a man.

"Woman, don't play tricks on me, you proposed this deal!"

Fu Zichen grabbed her arm abruptly and dragged her over.

Luo Ran was in pain, and raised his eyes to see Fu Zichen's dark handsome face, like a Shura in hell!

"Mr. Fu, I'm your doctor." Luo Ran struggled slightly, but unexpectedly, Fu Zichen pushed her away first, and screamed!

"Knowing your identity, you dare to ask me to borrow money?"

Luo Ran was pulled by him, making her head a little dizzy, and just wanted to speak, Fu Zichen looked at her condescendingly.

"Remember who you are, I'll let you out at any time."

After speaking, he turned around and left, and his anger forced Luo Ran to interrupt the idea of catching up.

Zichen was angry.

Why be angry? Is it because of her refusal?

However, Zichen doesn't even remember who she is, where does this anger come from? She didn't want to be by his side as a lover or bed partner.

Luo Ran looked at the still warm thermos box in his hand.

She went out early in the morning to buy it.

In desperation, she followed Fu Zichen's words and put the lunch box in his apartment.

As soon as she left the house, she received a call from the airport, asking her to go over and register her information.

"Okay."

Luo Ran responded heavily.

If she can't buy a cemetery, she can only take her father to the crematorium and put the ashes in the apartment.

She still has some money on her, which should be enough.

Luo Ran took Yihang and Xueqiu to stop the car to the airport, and when she passed by Fu Zichen's apartment, she saw that there was no one in the hall, and she didn't know where Fu Zichen went.

"Yihang, sit down, look at the snowball, don't move."

After getting into the car, Luo Ran helped Yihang buckle his seat belt.

When the car started, she looked out the window.

If he and Zichen confessed their relationship back then, would Yi Zichen believe her and accept her?

No.

Luo Ran raised her eyes lightly, this is for sure, because she understands Zichen.

Even if Zichen and Yihang are given blood tests, Zichen will question why she is pregnant with his child and has lived in France for three years, and when the time comes, their relationship will be even worse.

Zichen does not have her in his memory, only doubts.

The only solution is to heal Zichen, but now, she has to settle her parents.

There was no traffic jam today, and it took them an hour and a half to get to the airport.

Luo Ran led Yihang in, and when he passed through the revolving door at the gate, he saw a gentle figure walking by his side.

Jiang Hanchen?!

She stopped, and almost at the same moment, Jiang Hanchen, who was standing on the other side, also looked over, his slightly widening eyes revealing his shock and ecstasy.

"Luo Ran, you're back?!"