He said, "It's clear that you're sorry for me, but how can you say it's like I'm at fault." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

I said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

He didn't speak.

"If you are willing to take on a business with low difficulty and high price in the future, then I suggest you save her life for me now." I said, "I'm going to ask you for your cooperation."

He laughed again: "The price is high and easy, how can you guarantee that she won't get big during this time?"

I said, "I'm already thinking about this, but I'll have to wait until I'm well, and I can't think about anything right now."

"You don't have to think about it," he said, "as long as you're willing to pay."

I asked, "What can you do for me?"

"Of course, it's to keep her low," he said, "and since you trust our family so much, just leave the security to us." If you have any conflicts with that Mr. Meng in the future, I can also help you kill him. ”

I said, "I don't have such a serious conflict with him."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes showed a narrowness: "It's okay to catch a traitor."

I couldn't help laughing: "Catch a traitor?"

"Your husband looks romantic, maybe there will be problems with cheating." He said: "I know that he used to run a women's branch, and he is not a simple businessman. My old man said that although you have a bad temper and no amorous feelings, and you are old, you have a good heart and a good figure. It's a pity that the heart has little to do with tethering her husband, what about her figure, ......" He seemed to suddenly think of something and stopped.

I said, "Your dad is old and still evaluates me as a junior?"

"That's what I evaluated." He said seriously.

"Thanks for the compliment." I say.

He laughed too.

Then I suddenly had nothing to say, and he seemed to be the same, silent.

After a while, I felt a little embarrassed and said, "Leave this kind of evaluation to yourself, I think my fiancé's appearance belongs to the well-behaved type."

He grimaced noncommittally.

I continued, "Besides, I've given you all the heads down, even if you want to get the business of catching traitors, you should find him instead of me."

"Miss," he curled the corners of his lips slightly, "you're inviting me."

"Not really." I said, "I'm just following your suspicions."

He stopped talking, just put his fingers on his chin and smiled mysteriously.

I said, "Is there anything else you have to do?"

"Nope." He stood up with his arm on the arm of his chair and said with a smile, "You can rest."

I watched his back to the door, and suddenly I had an impulse to say, "Hey!"

He stopped and turned to look at me.

I asked, "Do you really not remember anything about the past?" Not pretended? ”

He raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"

"If you pretend to be like this because you blame me, it doesn't have to be so hard." In fact, I basically believe in my heart that he really has amnesia, but I still want to ask again: "If you want revenge, you can come head-on, and I will continue."

"Revenge?" He repeated softly, as if he was lost in thought.

I looked at him with both anticipation and fear.

Obviously, it's a good thing for me that he doesn't remember, after all, with his character, if he thinks about it, he will probably eat me alive. But I didn't know what I was expecting.

After a long time, he relaxed his demeanor: "Forget it."

"What?"

He put his hands in his pants pockets and said, "Anyway, I'm amnesia, so whatever you do, write it off." After all, it's a thing of the past, and I'm not interested in that. After he finished speaking, he paused, and then straightened his face again: "Except for the lower head, hurry up and solve it for me."

I asked, "What if I don't want to solve it?"

He lifted the corners of his mouth slightly: "Then wait for your fiancé to hire someone to catch the adulterer."

I was discharged from the hospital after resting until the afternoon, and although the doctor disagreed, I had an important meeting in the afternoon that I couldn't miss.

I did feel a little uncomfortable during the meeting, but I was in good spirits, much more comfortable than in the hospital. It has only been in the past few years that I have truly realized the best thing about power, it is simply a drug, it is exciting, and I am reluctant to let go when I grasp it.

I finished my backlog and called Yin Yin again and told her that I couldn't go back to see her because I was sick. She was a little upset, but didn't say anything, but whispered, "Mom, I have one more question."

I said, "Mom knows what you want to ask, Uncle Meng is not your father."

I said this this time because of Meng Jiancong's attitude, it seems that it is unlikely that we can get married smoothly. I really regret telling Yin Yin that before, she must be in a mess now.

Yin Yin whispered, "Oh."

I said, "Mom lied to you before, I'm sorry."

"Why did Mom lie to me?" She asked.

"Because my mother and father are divorced, but Yin Yin is too young to remember her father. I wanted to marry Uncle Meng, and I wanted you to think of him as your father. I said, "I'm sorry, baby."

She said "oh" again, and then asked, "Is my dad my sister's dad then?"

"Yes."

"Then did he beat his sister too?"

I was shocked because I was sure that no one in my family would ever hit her with fanyin, and I had denied that last time. So her question was a trap.

I understood that Yin Yin had grown up, although she was often silent.

I said, "Your dad doesn't beat people, if you don't believe me, you can ask your sister."

"My sister said my dad would come and live at home," she said.

I secretly cursed in my heart and said, "That's not my father, it's my father's younger brother."

"Huh?" She obviously didn't expect this answer: "Is Daddy's brother an uncle?"

I dizzy for a moment and said, "yes, he looks a lot like your dad." But not your dad. ”

After she finished asking all her questions, she seemed to have received a relatively satisfactory answer, and her voice changed from nervous just now to sweet: "Mom, you don't always work, you should rest more when you are sick."

I felt so warm and said, "Thank you, baby." Mom will come to see you as soon as she gets well. ”

I called Nian Nian again, and she answered the phone in a cold tone, "What's the matter?" ”

"Don't recognize my number?"

Then she called impatiently, "Mom."

"Nian Nian, why did you say those words to your sister?"

Of course she knew what I was saying, "Isn't that all true?" Uncle Meng was not her father in the first place, and my father was supposed to live back. ”

"He's not coming back, he's living temporarily, and he doesn't remember anything." I took out the harshest tone of my life: "Listen, Niannian, your father is good to you, but not good to your sister, he fell ill on the first day she was born, and she was smashed to the ground with her, and then it was not that you haven't seen your sister when you were a child, as long as you see him, you will tremble." You can love your father, but I won't allow you to reverse black and white, and I order you to go and tell your sister now, it's your uncle, not your father, or I won't let him come. ”

She inherited nerves as strong as Fanyin: "Is this how you forced my dad to admit that he arrested me?"

"yes, that's how I forced him." I said, "You can also not accept it." But you have to understand that the reason why he is hiding from me is because there are people out there who are chasing him. ”

"Just go!" She yelled and hung up.

When the assistant reminded me that I hadn't eaten dinner yet, it was already moonlight.

All my assistant secretaries and all the company executives were still there, so I beckoned them to go with me for supper. Recently, there has been such a big incident, and the company's personnel changes are not small, so everyone is very busy.

Halfway through eating, my phone rang. I went outside to pick it up and said, "I'm Su Lingyu."

"Miss Chairman." Over there, Fanyin's lazy voice: "Your little princess came to me to cry and complain, saying that you bullied her."

"She's in the hospital?"

"Uh-huh." "I've been crying for a long time," he said.

"Then it's hard for you." I said, "Stay with her, I probably won't be home tonight."

"Got a date?"

"Socialize."

He completely ignored my words, "Fiancé? ”

"Socialize."

"One-night stand?" He asked teasingly.

"Socialize!" I was displeased: "Now please ask the company management to have a supper, hold a video conference with Canada at two o'clock, and open until seven o'clock in the morning!"

The voice was a little farther away: "Did you hear that?" She didn't go drinking, she didn't go on dates, she didn't fool around. Dig for it. ”

I asked, "Who are you talking to?"

"Your little princess," he said, "she said that you often go out to drink at night, and you always don't come home at night, and I said no, seeing that you are so serious, you look like you are working."

I asked, "You two still gamble?"

"It's only two thousand."

"I'm going to the bar," I said, "don't try to take a penny out of my daughter."

He had a hearty smile on the other end.

I was about to say hang up the phone, when suddenly there was a loud noise, and Niannian's scream came: "Dad! Father! ”

Could it be that Fanyin has suddenly gone crazy?

I screamed a few times, but no one paid attention to me, but someone else's voice sounded like a doctor.

I was afraid that the sound would hurt Niannian, so I quickly took off my high heels and ran towards the parking lot, although I didn't hang up the phone all the way, and the phone was not hung up by that side, but it was never picked up, so that my heart was always hanging.

Finally, I arrived at the hospital and saw Nian Nian sitting in the hallway. I rushed over to check on her, and after making sure she was okay, I entered the ward, and the doctor inside immediately walked up to me and asked, "Does Mr. Fan have a history of mental illness?"

"Let's all get out." I say.

The people scattered before they could see the people inside.

Fanyin was sitting on the hospital bed, holding his mobile phone in his hand, and the external broadcast on the phone was still on. His eyes were focused, but also a little dull, and the whole person was like a movie that had been pressed the pause button, not moving at all.

I've seen this state in a psychiatric hospital.