Chapter 220 Restore Memory

The two of them kept laughing, and ye zhiqiao seemed to be in a much better mood, with a bright smile on her face again.

Seeing ye zhiqiao happy, gu mohan was also happy, but at the same time, he felt a little uncomfortable.

At the door, he carefully pondered over what jian mengqi said. Although the difference in thinking between men and women determined that he could not empathize with ye zhiqiao's thoughts, but he made ye zhiqiao sad, this is undoubtedly true.

Recalling the scene that happened at the gu family mansion, gu's mother treated ye zhiqiao with malice, and gu's father despised ye zhiqiao. As ye zhiqiao's boyfriend, he never played a role in protecting her.

Ye zhiqiao tolerated it because he didn't want to make it difficult for him, but he accepted that it was his fault that ye zhiqiao tolerated it.

Gu mohan suddenly blamed himself, but ye zhiqiao was angry and would not give him an opportunity to apologize. Otherwise, what could he do to please ye zhiqiao?

After thinking for a long time, gu mohan carefully interjected, "I know a teacher who is very accomplished in design. Can I introduce her to you?"

Ye zhiqiao did not say yes or no, but as if she did not hear gu mohan's suggestion, she continued to eat the rice in her bowl.

I remember the last time ye zhiqiao proposed to re-learn design, gu mohan was firmly against it, but now his attitude suddenly took a 180 degree turn, the reason is not difficult to guess. Seeing that ye zhiqiao ignored her, jian mengqi had no choice but to act as a peacemaker and answer for ye zhiqiao: "President gu is such a capable person, the level of teachers he will definitely find will not be low, so Zhiqiao will do it."

Jian mengqi did not help to make peace, it was clearly an opportunity to provoke, if it was normal, gu mohan would definitely put a few cold arrows back, but now the situation is special, he had to endure, and at the same time to jian mengqi "Sincerely" express his gratitude.

Then, seeing that everyone was almost done eating, gu mohan settled the bill and drove the few people back to the studio.

Gu mohan contacted the teacher on the way. The teacher was very kind and immediately agreed and rushed over. Gu mohan introduced the two sides, and then ye zhiqiao followed the teacher into ye zhiqiao's office.

The office was still the same as when ye zhiqiao left. The drawing board was in the middle of the room and beside it was a small table with drawing paper, brush and paint on it. Even the round stool that ye zhiqiao had accidentally kicked down when she ran out of the room was still in its original position.

She walked over to set up the stool and put a chair beside her for the teacher. Then she took a deep breath and sat down again.

The last time ye zhiqiao had a blank sense of fear in her mind, she still remembered it vividly. Even when she picked up the brush, her right hand was still trembling slightly.

She forced herself to calm down. It was just a lost memory. It wouldn't be hard to start over.

The teacher asked her to try to draw an outline first.

She knew that the teacher was trying to understand her current level. A designer who had once made a mark internationally would not do too badly even if she lost her memory. She thought the teacher must have thought so.

But... What are you drawing? Perhaps because she had a child before, ye zhiqiao subconsciously loved to design parent-child costumes. Although this was a bit difficult for her now, since it was an attempt, she should let go and not be afraid.

Having made up her mind, she picked up her pencil and placed it on an empty piece of paper.!

After a stroke, she seemed to suddenly feel something. The feeling of heat flowing from her brain into her body through her blood was too familiar to her. If it wasn't a dream, she seemed... Like she could draw.

The black and gray pencils danced on the paper, forming one big and one small piece of clothing, followed by paint, yellow, pink... The wet and bright paint stuck to the brush, like a free and smooth water sleeve, freely spreading in the blank, like an angel's soft fingers gently plucking the strings of a piano, with a set of rules at will.

Finally, the song ended.

The teacher at the side stared at the stunning parent-child clothes on the drawing paper. His mouth was open for a long time, but he didn't close it. After ye zhiqiao reminded him, he slowly came to his senses. The first sentence was, "You... You are like this... What else should I teach you?"

In fact, what she wanted to say was that even if she designed it, it might not be as good as ye zhiqiao's design!

Ye zhiqiao was only more surprised than she was. When she was designing these two clothes, she just subconsciously imagined that she and xiao bao were wearing clothes. Then, naturally, she drew this picture. From the beginning to the end, there was no such thing as the last time.

The noise in the office quickly attracted three people who had been waiting outside. For the first time, jian mengqi knocked on the door and ran in. Gu mohan followed behind with little treasure in his arms.

The three of them were immediately attracted to the drawing board standing in the middle of the room. After a long pause, jian mengqi pointed at the painting and stammered, "That... Teacher... Even if our Zhiqiao's level is a little low now, you can't... You can't draw this to annoy her, can you?"

"Ah?" The teacher who was named was stunned, and then she understood what jian mengqi meant. She hurriedly explained, "I didn't draw this, but miss ye did."

This time, the three of them were more surprised than before. Jian mengqi didn't know whether she was still surprised or excited. She looked at the painting one moment and ye zhiqiao the other. She couldn't speak.

Gu mohan was much calmer than her, but the excited smile on his face could not help it. He sent little treasure to ye zhiqiao's arms and sincerely congratulated him, "Congratulations, you have recovered your memory."

Ye zhiqiao was also happy, but she still didn't respond to gu mohan's words. Instead, she pinched little treasure's soft face affectionately and kissed it several times.

Seeing this, gu mohan wanted to say something more, but was snatched away by jian mengqi, who had adapted from the surprise.

Jian mengqi raised her arm and put it on ye zhiqiao's shoulder, "Zhiqiao, your memory has been restored this time and you have designed such a beautiful parent-child outfit. We can hold a press conference together with the designs you gave me before."

Ye zhiqiao didn't react for a moment, "Press conference? When?"

"Right now!" Jian mengqi said excitedly, took out her phone and said, "I'll contact the media now, and we'll start preparing from tomorrow."