Jiang Mian closed his eyes and opened them again, the sourness of the grievances in his heart seemed to have found an outlet.

Two points of falsehood and eight points of truth, Jiang Mian began to shed tears: "You say just leave, leave me behind." Don't say a word, what do you think of me, Ji Zhixiu. ”

"I'm sorry, it's me who is bad." Ji Zhixiu admitted his mistake quickly.

"I don't object to you going to take care of her, and you still hide it from me, am I the kind of stingy person? I know, I'm an outsider. ”

"No, it's an insider." Ji Zhixiu immediately denied it.

The more he talked, the more sad he became, Jiang Mian sobbed, "To you, I'm like cream, and I'm sent away casually." ”

Her tears were pouring down, as if they had fallen on Ji Zhixiu's heart, hot and hot.

Ji Zhixiu knew that if he continued to talk to her, it would be endless, so he simply held her little face and kissed her gently to wipe away the tears on her face.

Jiang Mian was stunned, his little hands unconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes, and his eyelashes trembled slightly: "Ji Zhixiu." ”

"I'm here."

"Don't kiss me."

"Then don't cry."

Jiang Mian immediately held back his tears and pushed him away, with a hint of nasality, "I'm still angry." ”

As soon as Ji Zhixiu retreated, Jiang Mian thought about it.

But she was really unhappy, what Shen Tingyu said was like a thorn in her heart, and the fool knew that it was deliberate, so he told her.

She has been holding back for a few days, and there is a reason why she didn't succeed in the audition, and today she vented it all in one breath.

Ji Zhixiu grabbed her palm and squeezed it, "Actually, you don't have to care about Shen Tingyu." ”

He didn't like Shen Tingyu in the first place, and the love that ended without a problem was also an unexpected impulsive move.

Of course, Jiang Mian didn't care about Shen Tingyu, all she cared about was Ji Zhixiu's attitude towards her from beginning to end.

But it is undeniable that Bai Yueguang's return made Jiang Mian feel a little more unstable.

Jiang Mian opened his lips slightly, and wanted to say, "Ji Zhixiu, can you like me......"

But thinking about it, she couldn't say it.

It's good now, with Ji Zhixiu's character, he won't break off the connection with Shen Tingyu. Moreover, her purpose was to make Ji Zhixiu like her willingly, not to push Ji Zhixiu to other women.

Jiang Mian accepted it when he saw it and buried it in his arms, "Ah Xiu ......"

"I booked a plane ticket to Ireland tomorrow." Ji Zhixiu said lightly.

There is still a week to go before the New Year, and when he was dealing with business in City A, he deliberately didn't think about Jiang Mian, but after finishing everything, looking at the strong New Year's atmosphere in the city, he still decided to rush back overnight.

Jiang Mian immediately raised his head: "Then I'll pack something." ”

The two got on a special plane to Ireland the next day, and it was already 3 p.m. when they arrived.

Out of the airport, the people arranged by Ji Zhixiu were already waiting at the door.

Seeing Ji Zhixiu, Xiang Long still had the same brick face, and said hello: "Mr. Ji, madam." ”

He was arranged by Ji Zhixiu in advance.

There is also a middle-aged man dressed in simple clothes behind him, tall and strong, with deep eye sockets, and amiable. Seeing Ji Zhixiu, he immediately stepped forward and bowed ninety degrees, speaking not too standard Chinese: "Welcome President Ji back, the car has been arranged, the president is here, please." ”

This is Ji Zhixiu's housekeeper in the Irish manor.

Jiang Mian took Ji Zhixiu's arm and got into the car.

Jiang Mian also came to Ireland once a few years ago, when the company gave her an advertisement. I came to shoot for two days and didn't play anything, and the achievement was gone.

Lying on Ji Zhixiu's shoulder, Jiang Mian watched the scenery on both sides of the road pass quickly, and he had no intention of watching. The voice was muffled: "Ah Xiu, I have a headache." ”

Jiang Mian didn't have the habit of motion sickness and airsickness, Ji Zhixiu frowned slightly, didn't look at the information on the computer anymore, turned his head and palmed her forehead: "No fever, simple headache?" ”

Actually, it hurts a little since last night, but she thought it would be good to get some sleep, but it hurts now. It's not particularly painful, Jiang Mian can bear it, but in front of Ji Zhixiu, she doesn't want to bear it.

Closed his eyes and muttered: "Well, it's a headache." ”

The housekeeper's name is Steven, who is of mixed descent and grew up in Ireland since he was a child. Chinese is spoken very generally, but it does not prevent him from being able to understand it. Looking through the rearview mirror, Steven asked in English: "Doyouneedtofindafamilydoctorforyourwife?" ”

Ji Zhixiu bowed slightly: "Yes, itcanbearrangednow. IhopeIcanseeitwhenIarrive.”

Steven was very efficient. When I arrived at the manor, the doctor was already waiting in the living room.

Ji Zhixiu has actually only been to this place twice, and under his arrangement, this manor has been transformed a lot. But at this moment, no one has the heart to appreciate it, and Steven has no credit for it. Everyone could see the nervousness on Ji Zhixiu's face.

Jiang Mian nestled in his arms, it really hurt, and the feeling that every nerve was pulling made Jiang Mian can't help but have a desire to hit the wall.

Soon the doctor examined Jiang Mian and prescribed medicine. Jiang Mian took the medicine and lay on the bed to rest.

The doctor Steven found was a Chinese, and he simply spoke Chinese in front of Ji Zhixiu: "Mr. Ji." ”

Ji Zhixiu made a silent gesture, and the two left the room to talk outside.

Without waiting for the doctor to speak, Ji Zhixiu said first: "I know that her head should have been hit or stimulated by some reasons, resulting in the loss of some memories. Is this headache also related to this? ”

The doctor nodded, "Madame's head has been injured and caused her to develop a self-defense function, so she has lost some of her memory, or it may be that she doesn't want to remember." Although her head is healthy now, it still has after-effects. That is, migraine, her physical and mental emotions, staying up late and tired, etc., will cause a feeling of pressure on the nerves in the head. This can only be done by observing the patient's mood and taking medicine to improve. ”

Ji Zhixiu's heart was like being soaked in a pool of ice water, which made him feel cold. Jiang Mian was seriously injured in the head, and he only found out about taking Jiang Mian for a physical examination after receiving the certificate.

But Jiang Mian didn't know anything about it, Ji Zhixiu had tried it, and she didn't know that there was anything wrong with her head at all. I can't remember him at all......

pinched his eyebrows hard, and Ji Zhixiu explained: "If Madam asks you, you don't have to say that she has been injured, just say that it is an ordinary migraine." Also, prescribe a little more medication in case you need it. ”

"Understood." The doctor followed Steven.

Jiang Mian's matter, he has always arranged for Fan Cheng to investigate. He only knew that Jiang Mian grew up with his grandmother since he was a child, but he couldn't know why the lively and lovely little girl forgot him......

Gently pushing open the door, Ji Zhixiu sat on the edge of the bed. Jiang Mian didn't fall asleep, when he opened his eyes and saw that it was him, he rubbed his head against Ji Zhixiu, and his voice was weak: "What did the doctor say?" ”

"Say that your body is tired and your mood swings cause migraines during this time, just take some medicine." Ji Zhixiu lowered his eyes and looked at her like this, thinking of when the little fish at home were spoiled, it was the same.

Jiang Mian snorted, "It's not that you're angry with me. ”

Although he took the medicine, the effect was not so fast, Jiang Mian closed his eyes and talked to Ji Zhixiu to distract himself.

Ji Zhixiu also knew that there was tenderness in his eyes that he had never had before. It's a pity that Jiang Mian didn't see it.

"It's me who is not good, and I won't be next time."

"I don't believe it, why does my head hurt so much......"

Ji Zhixiu kneading her temples with his fingertips, "I'll rub it for you." ”

"Weigh it a little heavier...... This side is also pinched. ”

"Read me a book." Jiang Mian then made a request.

"Listen to what?" The books here may not be as good as Jiang Mian's, Ji Zhixiu took out his mobile phone and planned to search for the electronic version on the Internet.

Jiang Mian raised his chin, "Xia Xiaox, the author of "The President's Runaway Little Sweetheart". ”

Ji Zhixiu's hand stiffened, his eyes moved slightly, and he even suspected that he had heard it wrong, "What book?" ”

Jiang Mian couldn't hold back a smile, his voice was soft and weak, with a sense of disappointment: "Can't you?" Forget it, I won't listen, my head hurts......"

"Yes." Ji Zhixiu sighed imperceptibly, "Which chapter?" ”

"Chapter 649."

Xia Guo pushed open the door and saw Lu Nan hugging Xia Yu in the office, and the two kissed very lingeringly. Xia Guo's blood surged, and he immediately pounced on it and scolded: "A pair of sluts! Ji Zhixiu's voice is very good, the words are correct and round, and even brings in the protagonist's emotions.

Jiang Mian was very satisfied, and felt that his head didn't hurt so much.

Ten minutes later, Ji Zhixiu glanced at it, and the little girl was already asleep.

He breathed a sigh of relief and put his phone down. It's unbelievable that this kind of bloody passage in the president's article, at least, he has never heard anyone say "sh.it" at every turn when he has been the president for so many years! Woman, you're playing with fire! It is even more difficult to imagine that Jiang Mian likes to listen to this.

His impression is that it is false and exaggerated.

Jiang Mian rested for two days, and his head didn't hurt the next day. But Ji Zhixiu still let her lie in bed for a day.

It wasn't until the third day that Ji Zhixiu took her to visit the manor, which is on the bank of the river in the center of the town, and the lighthouse can be seen at night, and the scenery is excellent.

Jiang Mian liked it very much, pestered Ji Zhixiu at night and accompanied her to a cruise ship and had a romantic candlelight dinner.

When Ji Zhixiu didn't know, Jiang Mian quietly took a few faceless photos and posted them on Weibo.

On the last day of the year, Jiang Mian was busy. Half of the servants in the manor are Chinese, so everyone attaches great importance to this Spring Festival.

Ji Zhixiu personally wrote the couplet, even if he is in Ireland, he can't forget the Shengshi Huating and the Villa.

When he writes, his pen is vigorous and powerful, and his sleeves are rolled up a cuff, revealing a pair of white and slender hands, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Standing in front of the table, he is like a pine and bamboo, and he is tall and tall, not like a president at this time, but like an old pedant.

Obsession flashed in Jiang Mian's eyes, and he obediently polished his ink.

After writing Ji Zhixiu, he arranged for someone to send it back to China and paste it.

Chinese New Year's Eve Fan Jiang Mian volunteered to make it herself, she wanted to eat dumplings, Ji Zhixiu naturally would not object.

The servant arranged the things and withdrew.

Jiang Mian was full of energy, tied a high ponytail, and raised his chin at Ji Zhixiu: "Husband, come and tie me an apron." ”