When he returned to Li Ting's house, he didn't take her to the old house, because there were too many people in the old house, which was even more inconvenient.

Her current situation is not easy to see so many people.

Mo Qingyan was taken upstairs by the maid, she was also tired, and she wanted to take a hot bath and go to sleep.

In the living room, Li Tingjue told everyone about Mo Qingyan's amnesia, and Yan Yu was also on the side, he spoke.

"You all know her situation, don't irritate her, amnesia is such a thing, maybe you can remember it one day, don't worry."

Then he turned his gaze to Li Tingjue, "Jue, you have time, take her to see a psychiatrist." ”

This is a disease that can be cured, whether she wants it or not, she has to go.

Li Tingjue nodded his head, and his evil eyes glanced upstairs, this was his territory, and he would make her fall in love with him again.

Yan Yu and Old Man Li left Li Ting's house together, and Old Mrs. Li kept explaining before leaving.

"Jue'er, if you have something, you must tell grandma, grandma will definitely come to help you."

"Hmm."

He just replied to her sullenly, and the old lady Li was a little distressed, and raised her hand to touch his handsome face.

"Don't worry, you know? Xiaoyan will definitely get better. ”

After sending the three of them away, Angela was taken by Li's mother to take a bath.

Ice Cube and Sunshine walked upstairs with Thunderbolt, and Sunshine asked, "Daddy, was Mommy injured, or was she stimulated?" ”

Just now, the two little buns called the psychiatrist to learn about the condition, and only these will cause her to lose her memory, so they wanted to ask about the specific situation.

Li Tingjue touched the heads of the two boys with his big hands, and the light of his father was under his eyes, "You don't have to worry about it, leave everything to Daddy, go to sleep, don't think about it." ”

Bing Cube and Sunshine saw that Daddy was so resolute, and they were not reluctant, so they said goodnight to him and went upstairs.

Li Tingjue stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, looking at the night outside, and lit a cigarette.

A cigarette burned out, and he extinguished it, and then a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiaoyan, I'm here."

She's around anyway, so it's better than anything?

After taking a shower, he only tied a bath towel around his waist, raised his hand to wipe his hair that was still dripping, and finally the bath towel and towel were left aside by him.

He was wearing black silk pajamas, and he was holding a freshly unsealed sleeve in his hand, which she had picked out, and she had to be responsible.

Li Tingjue opened the door and stood in front of the opposite door, Mo Qingyan slept in this room today, she should have slept with him. But for fear of frightening her, he could only arrange a guest room for her.

But a certain man is unhappy, obviously his wife, but he can't sleep with his arms, and he is aggrieved.

Thinking of this, he reached over and grabbed the doorknob, twisting it slightly. But I twisted it twice, but I didn't twist. He knew she was locked, but he was prepared.

He turned back to his room, took out the key he had prepared, and inserted it into the lock.

"Click."

The key twisted and the door opened. He cautiously pushed the door open and stepped inside. Except for a warm yellow night light at the head of the bed, the rest of the room was pitch black.

And the woman on the bed was already asleep, and the quilt was raised high. She slept elegantly, with her hands folded over her chest and a quiet face.

Li Tingjue approached step by step, and then pulled the quilt and got in.

"Ah......h

He had barely taken her into his arms when she screamed.

Li Tingjie covered her mouth, "Xiaoyan, don't be afraid, it's me." ”