Damn, everything is the same, but this person is not her husband, how can this be reasonable?

It's like if a person loses his memory, then he's not that person anymore.

Can one person become another person just by losing his memory?

This kind of talk is ridiculous.

However, King Chen does not belong to this time and space, how can that man be him?

Xianggong, if that person is really you, can you come and talk to me?

I'm really sad that you ignore me like this.

Xianggong, where the hell are you? Are you him?

Looking at the man, Jing Qingran's eyes were wet with tears again.

He is so similar to him that he can't tell whether they are real or fake.

……

Half an hour later, the man left the pavilion, and Nangong Yu followed him all the time.

Not far behind them, Jing Qingran followed them all the time.

They walked out of the campus, got into a luxurious black Bentley, and the car started forward.

Jing Qingran didn't even bother to pick up his own car, but stopped a taxi, sat in, and asked the driver to follow the Bentley in front of him.

"Girl, the car in front of you is worth a lot of money, let alone millions." The driver is a car lover and knows how much the car is worth by looking at the body.

"Just follow it closely." Jing Qingran said.

"Girl, who are you in the car?" The driver asked.

"A man who looks exactly like my husband." Jing Qingran told the truth.

"Is it exactly the same as your husband?" The driver frowned.

This is China, and the name of the ancient times will not be used now.

"Yes, but I know that his life and death are uncertain, and this man looks exactly like him." Jing Qingran said.

"Do you suspect that he is your father-in-law?" The driver asked.

"Yes, trouble the master is following." Jing Qingran nodded.

"Okay." The driver nodded and followed closely behind the Bentley in front of him.

Half an hour later, the Bentley drove down the road, and next to it was a villa built in European style.

"Girl." The driver pulled the car over.

It's impossible to drive a car to someone else's house.

"I see, driver, please drive back." Jing Qingran said.

"You're not going up?" The driver asked.

They all chased them to other people's homes, so why didn't they go up?

"I don't know him, so let's have a chance to visit him again in the future." Jing Qingran said. Go to his house rashly, and be careful of being blasted out by him.

The driver didn't say anything more, turned around the car, and drove back.

"Girl, if he is really your father-in-law, your father-in-law is really rich, sitting on millions of Bentleys and living in such a luxurious villa." The driver's eyes were full of envy.

"If he is really my father-in-law, even if he is penniless, I love him, but unfortunately, he is not." Jing Qingran shook his head, tears in his eyes wetting his face again.

"Don't be sad, girl, he will be safe and sound." The driver comforted her.

"Thank you." Jing Qingran wiped her tears and said.

"You and your husband must love each other very much." The driver sighed.

"It's a pity that couples who love each other never get to the end." Jing Qingran said with tears in his eyes.

"Well, who said you can't go to the end? Girl, don't be so pessimistic. The driver said. You're sure to find your match. ”

Jing Qingran just shook his head and sighed.

How can it be so easy to find him? Unless you go back in time.

Mu Zhengchen had died in that river, Jing Qingran died beside him, and the hands of the two kept pulling each other.