Ji Lingchen's personal doctor helped Zhan Mianmian check his body, then turned around and frowned, and respectfully reported to him:

"Chief, the trauma to this young lady's head has indirectly affected her memory, so it will also lead to temporary amnesia, as for when she can recover her memory, it depends on whether this girl has a deep memory of the past!"

Hearing this, Ji Lingchen pondered for a while before nodding: "Okay, you go and prescribe some medicine." ”

Ji Linghan scratched his hair, looked at his brother and asked, "Then brother, is Tangtang going to live here?" Do you allow it? ”

Sugar sugar?

Three question marks popped up above Zhan Mianmian's head, and then corrected with a puffed up little face: "My name is Mianmian... But I can't remember my full name! ”

"Oh, good cotton." The little boy nodded solemnly, and then showed an innocent smile.

“………”

Ji Lingchen held his forehead with a slight headache, and after struggling for a while, he said lightly: "Before you recover your memory, just live here, remember, you can't run around, it's very dangerous here!" ”

Zhan Mianmian was stunned, remembering that the doctor had just called him chief, and then his eyes widened in surprise: "You are Ji Lingchen, the youngest person in history who can become the chief?" ”

"You just know? I thought that Mianmian was deliberately close to my brother because of my brother's background! Ji Linghan was very happy, as if she was glad that she didn't like his brother because she liked his brother's power.

She was stunned, this is also a word, there should be many women who flatter him because Ji Lingchen is the chief, right? She then waved her hand innocently: "I... I'm not a snob! ”

However, Ji Lingchen, who was standing on the side, did not speak, but looked at her with a deep and complex gaze, and finally left without saying a word.

Ji Linghan jumped down from the chair, then leaned over and whispered, "My brother is nervous again!" I'll go see what's going on! ”

After saying that, he slipped away on his little short legs.

Zhan Mianmian was lying on the bed, he could sit in the position of the chief at such a young age, presumably the city was very abyss, right? Therefore, he should be justified himself, and it is strange not to doubt it!

……

The next morning, the weather was cooler and the autumn breeze was blowing.

"Chirp ......"

There was a knock at the door.

It was because of the pain that Zhan Mianmian, who was not sleeping peacefully, raised his eyebrows, struggled to prop himself up, and said weakly: "Come in!" ”

A nanny who looked to be in her forties pushed the door open and walked in, still holding a light corn paste in her hand, with a kind smile on her face:

"Girl, I'm Mother Wang, you go and clean up, eat breakfast, the chief told me to push you down in a wheelchair to bask in the sun!"

"I don't use a wheelchair, I just have a little pain in my head, and I can still walk." Zhan Mianmian said with a smile, leaning against the wall and entering the bathroom, she hadn't washed her hair for a few days, and the greasy made her feel like a Tarzan pressed down.

Thirty minutes later.

The Chief's Residence, back garden.

The red roses spread to the white walls, and there were only roses, and nothing else.

Zhan Mianmian was wearing a small and fresh blue and white floral dress, revealing her lotus root arms and half of her calves, standing in the center of the garden to enjoy the flowers, the autumn wind swept through her body, and her waist-length long hair fluttered.

Wang Ma, who was standing on the periphery, secretly took a photo, and then sent it out to the Ji family's family group, and sent a sentence: The girl brought back by the chief is very kind, and she looks like a beautiful embryo who captivates the country and the city!