Chapter 277: The Coming Storm [3]

When a guest comes in, they will ask the guest, where are you?

"By the way, I just saw you walking, girl...... Hurt your foot? The old man looked concerned.

"Ah, it's okay, it's just that I accidentally fell and broke my foot, and now I'm almost healed."

The old man nodded and continued to tell about his daily life: "I get up at six o'clock every day, and then iron my suit to make sure that the outfits I have to wear when I go out that day are neat. It's a habit I've been in for years. ”

"You are really self-disciplined and dedicated, and we young people deserve to learn from you."

"Hmm...... Fortunately, Xiao Ming in our family is also very serious about his work, which I am also at ease. His mother left early, since he was a child, he studied with his uncle's two brothers, and I didn't worry about it, by the way, Xiao Ming didn't cause you trouble in the company, right? ”

"How so? It's me...... often causes trouble for Mr. Ming. ”

Jian Qiran didn't expect the old man to be too humble, and when she thought of the excessive poison in his mouth when she first met his family Xiao Ming, she felt funny.

In the sparse carriage, the two chatted happily.

After that, through chatting, Jian Qiran knew that the old man was thriving in the tailoring industry, and as the fourth generation of orthodox inheritors of the tailors, his craftsmanship was once favored by the country's supreme figures and business tycoons.

A few years ago, the old man retired, but he still worked tirelessly every day to go to the store to chat with the masters, and then take the subway home. Chatting and chatting, the old man mistakenly thought that his Xiao Ming liked the girl in front of him, and invited Jian Qiran to play at home.

After a few stops together, the old man waved goodbye and got off.

Leaving Jian Qiran covering her mouth and bursting into laughter in the carriage.

"How could he think that Xiao Ming and I have a deep relationship? Still going to their house? ”

If Xiao Ming hears it, he will blame his father!

Here, Wen Yu took a car to the hospital, and as soon as she got on the ICU floor, she saw her waiting in the corridor.

"How? He woke up...... Did you say anything? ”

Ming seemed to be standing in the corridor light, his whole face was on the shadow side of the light, and his thin face was like a bony appearance, and he was frowning, which looked particularly sharp.

"Who would have known that my eldest brother would lose his memory after this car accident?"

Wen Yu's head buzzed, "Lost memory? ”

Ming Yiyan raised his eyes and looked at the equally shocked woman opposite, "The doctor did a head examination just now, and there is nothing abnormal from the film, but he doesn't even know us." ”

"I don't know you?"

Wen Yu stood in place and repeated.

"I called you here to let you in and try it,...... Let's see if my brother can remember you. ”

"How so?" She muttered.

In the past few days, she has been secretly thinking, if that person wakes up, will she go to greet him generously, or pretend to be a stranger?

As a result, it was not acted according to the script.

Wen Yu's heart sank, and she nervously grabbed her bag.

If in front of the other two brothers of the Ming family, their brother doesn't even recognize his ex-girlfriend, then it is enough to show that she is no longer in his heart.

Wouldn't that be a shame?

The little self-esteem she had always been proud of would be shattered.

Ming seemed to say that he didn't want to give her time to think nonsense, so he dragged her towards the ward.

The patient woke up a week after the operation, so he was transferred to a superior single room to recuperate.

Walking into the ward, in the dim room, there was a bright yellow light on the head of the bed.

Ming Rufeng sat in front of the hospital bed, as if talking to his brother.

Hearing the footsteps of the two entering, he quickly stood up.

"Wen Yu—"

"Brother, let's go out first."