The girl closed her eyes and took a deep breath, rolled her throat, and said lightly: "Qiao Jinyan, I am not Qiao Beiying in your mouth, since you have figured it out now, let's divorce!" ”

Qiao Jinyan frowned slightly, and didn't understand what divorce meant.

He guessed that this was meant to leave him.

Qiao Fanyin paused, looked at Qiao Jinyan, and continued: "Whether you have amnesia or after amnesia, it is not me who you like, I don't like you either, rather than this, the two of us might as well divorce." ”

Qiao Jinyan glanced at Qiao Fanyin in a complicated manner, pursed his thin lips slightly, and didn't say a word.

Finally, choose to leave the room.

Qiao Fanyin heard a 'bang' closing the door, and hooked her lips with self-deprecation, tears couldn't help but flow from her eyes.

……

Den.

The air in the room seemed to freeze every cell.

A sense of oppression hit.

Qiao Jinyan sat in the office chair, his handsome cheeks were cold and cold, and his thin lips were in a straight line.

The eyes are as deep and sharp as the night, as if they can see through the soul.

The man's big hand slowly clenched in, bursting out of the green tendons, and his heart was heavy and breathless.

She wasn't Qiao Beiying!

has the same face, the same character, and even the waist has traces of flowers on the other side.

Why isn't it Ying'er!

How the hell did he end up in such a place?

Another heart-piercing pain hit the brain, like thousands of ants gnawing at it.

Qiao Jinyan slowly opened his eyes, like a male lion who had just woken up, his eyes were deep and cold and terrifying.

She's right.

He was brought to Qiao's house, and he lived in Song's house until he was five years old.

And before that, his name was Song Jinyan.

He didn't remember the memories before the age of five very clearly, and his memories began to blur before that.

But all the memories are incomparably familiar.

Like his childhood memories in the palace, vague but familiar.

Qiao Jinyan is Han Jinyan.

So what exactly is he going to do if he came to this place.

Everything here is extremely strange to him.

But everything here seemed to be as familiar as his memory.

Is he Qiao Jinyan or Han Jinyan?

Who the hell is he!

……

After Qiao Jinyan left the room, Qiao Fanyin sat on the bed sluggishly and cried silently for a long time.

Adjust his emotions, and return to his room from Qiao Jinyan's room in a trance.

The girl returned to the bathroom of her room and soaked in the warm spring water, as comfortable as a baby in her mother's womb.

He knew that he was not Qiao Beiying, and he would definitely divorce him, let alone keep himself in his room again.

In this way, she didn't have to work hard to please him, and saved her life while walking on thin ice, but relaxed a lot.

But she felt even more pain in her heart, like a silver needle piercing her heart.

Even if he is the same person, Qiao Jinyan is no longer the previous Qiao Jinyan.

Qiao Jinyan would not have treated her like this before.

Late at night, Qiao Jinyan returned to the bedroom from the study.

I stood at the door of my bedroom for a long time before I mustered up the courage to raise my hand and open the door to my room.

He Qiao Jin Yan has always been ruthless and resolute, and he felt sorry for that girl for the first time.

Even if the two of them are the same, she is indeed not Ying'er.

Qiao Jinyan opened the door of the room, but he didn't see Qiao Fanyin's figure, and his chest was empty.

It was like a mountain pressing down on his chest and suffocating him.

Qiao Jinyan walked towards the messy bed, the red on the sheets was like a blooming plum blossom, stinging his eyes.

……

Following.

Nan Tingze sat at the dining table, took a sip of milk, and stared at Qiao Jinyan timidly.

His brother's face was much better yesterday, but why is it still so ugly?

And her sister, who stayed in his room last night to play games, faintly heard his sister's voice.

Did he hear it wrong?

Without Qiao Fanyin's presence, Nan Tingze's strength lowered his sense of presence and ate breakfast silently.

Qiao Fanyin didn't sleep all night, and when it was bright, Qiao Fanyin's sleepiness gradually hit, and he slept for two hours.

When he woke up, his face was slightly pale, he changed into fresh clothes and walked downstairs.

Qiao Jinyan looked at Qiao Fanyin sideways, his emotions were complicated, and his heart was even more mixed.

Nan Tingze saw Qiao Fanyin coming down the stairs, and stood up from the chair excitedly, his eyes lit up.

"Sister, you are back, my brother was at home last night, but I didn't see you, where were you last night?"

Qiao Fanyin lightly withdrew her gaze from Qiao Jinyan, looked at Nan Tingze, and slowly spit out three words coldly, "In the room." ”

"Huh? Always in the room? ”

Qiao Fanyin didn't go back to Nan Tingze, walked to the dining table and sat down, took a piece of bread, and ate breakfast quietly but quietly.

"......" Nan Tingze was stunned.

It's so quiet, it's not like the style of Yinyin!

And from downstairs, he didn't even say hello to his brother.

The man stared at her quietly, his eyes deep as a pool of water, glowing with a ghostly light.

"Qiao Jinyan, now you know that I am not her, we divorce." Qiao Fanyin finished faintly, and slowly looked sideways at Qiao Jinyan.

Nan Tingze was shocked.

Leave...... Divorce!?

Qiao Jinyan's eyes darkened slightly, pursed his lips, and slowly spoke: "Even if you are not her, I will treat you as her, and we are still husband and wife." ”

Qiao Fanyin sneered, the corners of her mouth hooked up with mockery, "Are you asking me to be her stand-in?" ”

Qiao Jin said: "......"

"Sister, whose stand-in is it, why can't I understand?" Nan Tingze looked confused.

"You go back to my room first." Qiao Jinyan ordered in a cold voice.

When Nan Tingze heard Qiao Jinyan's words, he was like a frustrated quail.

But Qiao Jinyan's words, he didn't dare not listen, and responded in frustration, "Oh." ”

After Nan Tingze left, Qiao Jinyan stared at Qiao Fanyin with deep eyes.

After a while, the thin and cool lips slowly opened: "You are her, just as I am Qiao Jinyan." ”

Qiao Fanyin's good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly, not understanding Qiao Jinyan's words.

"You and I are Qiao Jinyan, but I know that I have another name, which is called Han Jin Yan, so you are Qiao Fanyin, and you are also Qiao Beiying."

Qiao Jinyan explained, his eyes slightly glowing.

Even if he learned that she was not Qiao Beiying, he was still reluctant to part with her.

Although she is not Ying'er, she is no different from Ying'er.

He was even more reluctant that she would marry another man in the future.

When the girl heard Qiao Jinyan's explanation, the corners of her mouth curved into a mocking arc again.

"Are you using this kind of language to convince me to be Qiao Beiying?"

The man was silent, and Qiao Fanyin acquiesced in his own thoughts in his heart.

Her chest was sour and astringent, and it was like a fire burning her heart.

Qiao Fanyin stood up directly from the dining chair, her eyes were full of anger, and she stared at Qiao Jinyan fiercely.

"Qiao Jinyan, let me tell you, I'm not the woman in your mouth, my name is Qiao Fanyin, and I've been called Qiao Fanyin since I was old!"

"If you're not, you're not, anyway, if you get a divorce, I won't agree to it." Qiao Jinyan's clouds are light and light.