"Fei Fei? Daughter? Someone seemed to be whispering to her in her ear, Wen Lirou frowned, tired and wanted to turn over and continue to sleep.

But the tearing pain in her body made her have to open her eyes.

The picture of being frightened by Gong Junfeng jumped into his mind, and Wen Lirou sat up with tears in her eyes.

It turned out to be Zhao Mei's face, she pulled the quilt in shock and asked lightly, "You, what are you doing here?" ”

"Fei Fei, my mother made you your favorite braised pork, as well as sweet and sour pork ribs, get up and eat it!" Zhao Mei looked at Wen Lirou with loving eyes, and replied to her with a smile.

Wen Lirou raised her eyes in horror and looked at Zhao Mei in front of her in a daze.

"How do you know I like to eat both?" With an incredible look in her eyes, she questioned Zhao Mei.

"Because you're Mommy's precious daughter!" Zhao Mei said flattering words, but a look of embarrassment flashed in her eyes.

This embarrassing look happened to be captured by Wen Lirou, who was staring closely, and a deep sense of disappointment suddenly welled up in her heart.

"You go out, I'll get up." Her voice was cold, and she asked Zhao Mei in front of her lightly.

Zhao Mei's expression stiffened slightly, and then she said very affectionately: "Okay, you wear more, don't get cold." ”

Wen Lirou looked at Zhao Mei who walked out of the door intently, and she didn't feel her motherly love from the bottom of her heart at all.

Although she has amnesia, she can't remember what her mother did to her.

But the mother and daughter she saw on TV were not like this.

couldn't help but feel a little lonely in her heart, and Wen Lirou supported her body and slowly got dressed and got up.

In the restaurant, Gong Junfeng dominates a table.

But Qiao Gang and his wife sat at a simple small table next to them, and the dishes on the two tables were also very different.

"Feifei, come on! The delicious food your mom made for you is getting cold. Qiao Gang beckoned to her with a fatherly smile on his face.

"Good!" Wen Lirou looked at the expressionless Gong Junfeng hatefully, and walked towards the two of them quickly.

She picked up the rice bowl and went straight to the steaming braised pork.

With just one bite, she frowned and spit it out.

"What's wrong? Fei Fei, isn't it to your liking? Qiao Gang's eyes were full of puzzlement, and he eagerly asked Wen Lirou in front of him.

"I guess it's hot! The braised pork I roasted, she should like to eat it. Zhao Mei didn't expect this, and hurriedly defended herself.

Gong Junfeng frowned and swept coldly towards a few people.

The far-reaching gaze finally stopped on Wen Lirou's face, full of doubts.

His vision was too sharp, which made Wen Lirou's heart tighten.

Thinking that I had to rely on this couple and leave this place.

Wen Lirou's mood was a little better, and she replied with a faint smile on her face: "Yes, I'm just burned." ”

After speaking, Wen Lirou fanned her mouth again, and the chopsticks stretched directly towards the sweet and sour pork ribs.

This inadvertent scene was all seen by Gong Junfeng.

But he pretended to be indifferent, and buried his head in the meal quietly.

"I'll just say, daughter, eat more." Zhao Mei heard Wen Lirou say this, and smiled and put two pieces of braised pork into Wen Lirou's bowl.

Wen Lirou bit her lip and swallowed hard.

Fortunately, she is not Qiao Feifei, otherwise she would really not be able to live with these two couples.

In the braised pork made by Zhao Mei, there is pepper that she hates the most?