Qiao Wenhan, who had not slept all night and had just subsided with a high fever, was upset, and his room was full of wine glasses and bottles, and despite repeated dissuasion from doctors, Qiao Wenhan chose to use alcohol to treat his headache.

There was no news from An Xiaoxi's side, Qiao Wenhan's world became quiet, no one bothered him, and no one came to make him happy. The business is going very smoothly, and the acquirer of the Su Group is about to be found out.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning came in through the bedroom curtains, Qiao Wenhan had been insomnia for three nights in a row, with messy hair and two deep dark circles under his eyes, taking a shower, changing clothes, and specially calling two beauticians to take care of today's look.

The banquet in the evening was especially important, but it was a pity that he did not have a female companion. This is the first time, Qiao Wenhan doesn't want to find someone to take An Xiaoxi's place, if it weren't for her, what is the point of someone else holding his arm in that position.

"Mr. Qiao, do you think it's OK?"

Looking at himself in the full-length mirror, Qiao Wenhan's tired face has been cleverly covered up by makeup technology, but that look can't deceive others, and the redness is the best proof.

Nodding his head, he didn't want to say anything more.

The investment order of more than 2 billion yuan is also a big event for Jinqiao Group. Qiao Wenhan didn't dare to be sloppy, from the hairstyle to the bow tie to the length of the socks and trouser legs, they were all strict.

The moment she tied her bow tie, she would instantly remember the moment when An Xiaoxi once tied her tie. The most lethal thing is the memories that come back from time to time, and the person in the memory has already left.

"Let Lao Wu drive today."

Qiao Wenhan, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly became interested in the scenery outside the window. The scenery that passed by in the past has become commonplace, and if it is lost one day, it may feel profound.

Holding the car window with his right hand, supporting his groggy head, the world outside the window was bright and lovely, but his mood dropped to the freezing point.

"Old Wu, where do you say An Xiaoxi will go."

The sudden question almost scared the driver, he was just the driver of the Qiao Mansion, and it was difficult to say anything even if he guessed.

"I can't say this well, young master, do you think Miss An will be sick?"

"Who knows? I searched all the hospitals in the city, but I didn't find any information about An Xiaoxi's registration and admission. ”

Qiao Wenhan was also very helpless, so many days have passed, and he doesn't know how An Xiaoxi is doing. Especially concerned about whether An Xiaoxi is with Su Chenfeng.

"Young Master, why don't we check Young Master Su, Miss An was picked up by Young Master Su, if she gets sick, it may be arranged by Young Master Su."

A word woke up the person in the dream, Qiao Wenhan regretted why he didn't think of it. These days are indeed a little confused, and he is focused on Cha'an Xiaoxi, but he ignores an important detail, so Su Chenfeng will not let An Xiaoxi go obediently.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wenhan couldn't sit still, and hurriedly called the secretary and instructed the people below to track down Su Chenfeng's news again.

If you find Su Chenfeng, you will probably find An Xiaoxi.

……

Business occasions are always so boring, everyone wants to turn their little social resources into projects and money, only the top rich people, slowly observe everything, waiting for others to come to the door. Qiao Wenhan is like this, holding a wine glass, talking and laughing, but never mentioning the details of the business.

And those who were planning to approach him sharpened their heads and rubbed them desperately, for fear that the heir of the Jinqiao Group would not remember him, and that the project of the Jinqiao Group would be robbed by others.

"Hello, Mr. Qiao?"

A sweet voice suddenly entered Qiao Wenhan's ears, it was a woman. is still young, but in his early twenties, he looks like a jerky person, An Xiaoxi.

The kind of helplessness that has just come to an important social occasion, and the immaturity of coming with a task but unable to hide his inner thoughts, all make Qiao Wenhan feel familiar.

And the girl's face was also familiar to Qiao Wenhan, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

"You are ......"

Qiao Wenhan tilted his head slightly, indicating that he couldn't remember. The girl smiled slightly and politely took out a business card.

"London."

Qiao Wenhan goes to London several times a year, and has met countless people, whether it is a business partner or a female companion at a drinking party, he never cares, let alone remembers anyone in particular.

It's just that this woman feels different, it seems that Qiao Wenhan has really seen her. At least there should be a one-sided relationship.

"I'm sorry, I still don't have much of an impression, you're ......"

The girl smiled even brighter, while Qiao Wenhan was confused.

"At that time, I kindly invited you to see my work."

Now, Qiao Wenhan understood that he was the photographer when he was in London. It's just that when I received news that my mother was in France, I hurried to go there and didn't bother to participate in the girl's exhibition.

"It turned out to be you, and I'm glad I will."

Qiao Wenhan has never jumped out of commercial language, such an occasion, such a way of accosting, although there was contact at the time, it does not rule out this woman's other eyes.

"I was responsible for the design of today's venue, and when I saw you among the guests, I was shocked that there was such a coincidence in the world."

"yes, that's a coincidence."

Qiao Wenhan was not very interested in continuing to talk to her, and just wanted to end the banquet in a hurry. The previous business negotiations were very successful, and the letters of intent were signed. His actions today have already had the desired effect, and now drinking alcohol will only exacerbate the headache. Qiao Wenhan just wanted to get out as soon as possible.

"It looks like you're busy today, so I won't bother. This is my business card, I opened a gallery in town, if you are interested, you can check it out. ”

The woman handed over a business card. It says Qiao Shiyu, the artistic director of Yishi Gallery, but I didn't expect it to be my home.

Qiao Wenhan politely took the name tag and put it in the business card holder.

When he left, there was already an obvious smell of alcohol in his mouth, and the driver, Lao Wu, was very worried, for fear that there would be any problems with the young master's body. Qiao Wenhan didn't speak much along the way, quietly admiring the night and neon, and slowly became distracted.

……

"Awake?"

"Wow, you're so early."

An Xiaoxi stood up and found that Su Chenfeng had already brought a large number of condolences to stand in front of the bed. She didn't sleep well enough last night, and woke up several times in the middle of the night until the early hours of the morning before she fell asleep again.

So when I saw Su Chenfeng, I didn't have time to freshen up.

"I bought breakfast, come and eat it while it's hot."

Su Chenfeng's care was as kind as a big brother, but An Xiaoxi frowned slightly.

"However, I haven't washed my face and brushed my teeth yet, so I can only wait for breakfast for a while."

Smiling playfully, An Xiaoxi quickly rolled out of bed, put on her slippers and went to freshen up. Su Chenfeng saw the hospital gown on An Xiaoxi's body, and then realized that this person was still sick, obviously everything seemed normal, but there was a problem with his memory. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

"Wow. I'll come too. ”

An Xiaoxi sat on the bed and excitedly opened the porridge sent by Su Chenfeng, the fragrance overflowed, and her stomach rumbled uncontrollably. An Xiaoxi smiled embarrassedly, and Su Chenfeng also laughed.

"Do you like shredded chicken porridge?"

"Well, that's a question I should ask you. In the past, did An Xiaoxi like shredded chicken porridge? ”

An Xiaoxi blinked with big eyes, a person who has no memory, it's really pitiful.

"Like. An Xiaoxi likes shredded chicken porridge, once An Xiaoxi and I often had a late-night supper, she opened a restaurant at that time, after closing we would go to a secret base, An Xiaoxi would prepare shredded chicken porridge and some delicious side dishes, chatting and eating. ”

As Su Chenfeng spoke, a beautiful picture of the past resurfaced.

An Xiaoxi smiled happily, it turned out that he still had such a good person to care about in the past, and he also had his own restaurant, it seems that An Xiaoxi is not bad.

"So, did I eat too much before?"

An Xiaoxi's continued questioning made Su Chenfeng a little unbearable. I dare to ask any question.

"Eat a lot, but don't get fat."

The desire to survive this answer is so strong that no girl wants to go hungry, and no girl wants to get fat. An Xiaoxi gently blew the porridge in the spoon and took a big gulp.

"It's delicious, I think I can make it too."

"Of course, it's much better than this one you made yourself."

"Really?"

"What am I lying to you, I'm your number one eater."

"Wow! Are you a guest at my restaurant? ”

"Well, so to speak. But we're more than just guests. ”

"Who is that?"

"Still the best friend in the world."

"That's interesting!"

An Xiaoxi gave Su Chenfeng a thumbs up. Although memory is lost, the sensitivity of taste and smell has not changed, and the natural instinct for food has not changed. Knowing that she had a restaurant, An Xiaoxi also wanted Su Chenfeng to take her to have a look, maybe she could think of something when she saw the clerk at her house.

It's a pity that Su Chenfeng told her that she had already stopped doing that restaurant and transferred it to someone else.

"Thank you."

After eating breakfast, An Xiaoxi politely thanked Su Chenfeng again. This politeness makes people angry.

"You've committed a foul."

"What rules?"

"We once agreed that you and I don't have to say sorry and thank you because we don't need to. We will all be grateful to each other and forgive each other. ”

"Okay, then I'll do it from now on, just like before."

"Also, there is only one number for the mobile phone you sent, do you have the contact information of my family?"

When asked about the situation of her family, Su Chenfeng was a little apprehensive about whether to tell her about the Liao family. But after thinking about it, Liao Yunfan is such a powerful person, why did he keep hiding after An Xiaoxi fell ill and had an accident, he was fully capable of knowing where An Xiaoxi was now.

"Your family doesn't have much to do with me, and I don't have much contact with you."

An Xiaoxi put down the fruit in her hand, and a trace of sadness was born in her heart.

"But ......"

Su Chenfeng saw that An Xiaoxi's face was wrong, and added.

"You can treat me like your family, though."