Chapter 248

That night, Chen Jia was so drowsy that he didn't go to sleep until after midnight.

It was not a day before an Sheng's day, and the headline in the newspaper the next day came out: the talented painter Li Youchuan was discharged from the hospital and spent a day with his ex boyfriend at the amusement park. It was suspected that he was reunited.

Because there is no same-sex marriage system in China, people in entertainment tabloids always call them lovers rather than husbands. Chen Jia watched the news and saw that there were some other guesses interspersed with the large report.

For example, Yin Fenghua temporarily sent someone to preside over LM studio. It was speculated by tabloid reporters that Li Youchuan was tied with 2 bandages on his forehead. It was speculated by tabloid reporters that she was threatened by violence by Ms. Yin Fenghua.

The online message is even more wonderful. It is said that Li Youchuan's domestic violence is really unexpected. Only netizens can't guess.

However, after reading these news, Chen Jia affirmed that Yin Fenghua's opposition to the marriage between Li Youchuan and Mai Yuqiu is a gossip known all over the world. Now people outside probably craned their necks to watch the next episode.

Chen Jia closes the newspaper and calls assistant Fang Bing. He wants to confirm one thing.

"Li Youchuan's amnesia is now being concealed?" Chen Jia asked.

"Yes, after all, it's related to the market value of Hechuan group's stock price. Li Youchuan had a car accident some time ago, and the stock price has fallen sharply. She only recovered after she was discharged from the hospital. It's not easy for Ms. Yin to support an enterprise, and now she's taking on the task of LM." Fang Bing replied.

The Hechuan group he mentioned is the real estate enterprise laid down by Yin Fenghua. At present, it is one of the best real estate giants in China. Li Youchuan is very talented, but in Yin Fenghua's view, the annual output value of LM is at the level of family.

"Isn't LM studio on the right track? When Li Youchuan was in office, he just focused on the work." Chen Jia didn't understand.

"In fact, during President Li's hospitalization, his competitors poached many executives from LM studio. I didn't tell you these things yesterday."

"OK, I see." it seems that although Yin Fenghua doesn't agree with his son, he is actually very concerned about his son. With Yin Fenghua in LM studio, there must be no trouble.

"One more thing, President Li promised to donate a work to the art exhibition of the Academy of fine arts. It seems that he has finished painting. Let's go to the studio at home..." Fang Bing suddenly mentioned.

"OK, I'll find it." Chen Jia hung up and went to Li Youchuan's studio.

This house has a huge studio in Li Youchuan, which is bright on all sides and filled with easels and painting tools. As soon as I opened the door, the smell of pine oil filled the air. Mai Yuqiu had been used to it for a long time.

Chen Jia pushed the door in. There was nothing special about the studio, except that a circle of green roses was planted around the messy studio.

I remember it was the third year they lived in. Li Youchuan spent a long time in the studio every day. He always closed the door and didn't like to be disturbed. The air was not circulating. Mai Yuqiu was worried about his health, so he planted a circle of green roses in spite of Li Youchuan's opposition.

This thing is especially easy to feed. Watering once can live for a week. Mai Yuqiu always uses the excuse of watering to go in and check the news of Li Youchuan. Over time, Li Youchuan gradually fell in love with this green rose.

As soon as the studio door was opened, Li Youchuan just got up and came down from upstairs. He exclaimed, "ah! I forgot to water the grass!"

Chen Jia looked at him askew: "what else do you remember?"

"... well, this is the grass planted by wheat for me." Li Youchuan replied.

"This is lvluo." Chen Jia corrected him, just as Mai Yuqiu corrected Li Youchuan countless times.

"Oh." Li Youchuan answered absently, took a watering can and skillfully watered the green rose, from leaves to roots, very carefully, just as he had seen Mai Yuqiu do countless times.

Chen Jia smiled lightly. After the divorce, Mai Yuqiu also thought about whether Li Youchuan would remember to raise these green roses. Unexpectedly, the person who can't wear a tie remembers to water the green roses.

Chen Jia searched in the studio and asked him, "assistant Fang said you had a work to donate to the Academy of fine arts for an exhibition. Which one is it?"

Chen Jia said, touching the nearest easel: "is this one?"

Li Youchuan glanced up and quickly focused on watering the flowers. He said, "no, this picture is broken."

"Do you have...?" Chen Jia turned her head. This is the work painted by Li Youchuan. No matter from which point of view, Chen Jia thought it was very beautiful, but Li Youchuan said it was incomplete.

Even if he lost his memory, this guy didn't lose his terrible perfectionism.

Chen Jia put down the painting in her hand and opened the white cloth on another easel.

On the easel, another portrait of the figure appeared in front of us. It's not someone else, it's Mai Yuqiu.

"Ah, this one is very beautiful! The wheat on it is perfect!" Li Youchuan put down the kettle in his hand, stood in front of the easel with arms in his arms, and looked satisfied.

Chen Jia said, "OK, that's it." anyway, he donated his works and others didn't know him.

He repackaged the painting and planned to give it to Fang Bing himself. By the way, he went to LM to meet Yin Fenghua.

But when he goes out, Li Youchuan must follow.

There is a garage behind Li's house to park Li Youchuan's car. It's a man's nature to like cars. Li Youchuan's garage is full of ten cars, all of which are valuable.

Chen Jia decided to drive. The car key was still in the old place. Chen Jia reached out and found it. However, the keys that had been neatly stacked by Mai Yuqiu had been piled up in a mess at this time.

In addition to the car keys, other things are also. For example, Li Youchuan's underwear drawer is not sorted out by Mai Yuqiu. All underwear is huddled in a small group.

Chen Jia deeply believes that if the house is not cleaned, it will be turned into a pigsty by Li Youchuan in three days.

Chen Jia went out with the key and picked a car without a hole.

Li Youchuan followed him to the co pilot.

"Wheat, where are we going?"

"LM, your studio."

"Oh..." Li Youchuan tried to recall, "when did I start the studio?"

"LM is your hard work in the past ten years. You don't remember at all?" Chen Jia was surprised.

Li Youchuan shook his head and tried hard for a long time. He couldn't remember the slightest impression of LM. Fortunately, he didn't think about it and said, "what's important is not as important as wheat anyway."

An unintentional sentence suddenly knocked Chen Jia's heart.

He touched his nose and whispered, "if you were like this before, maybe we wouldn't get divorced."

Li Youchuan didn't hear him. He pressed the button in the car. He still remembered many things subconsciously, such as the position of various playback keys of his car and the first song he often listened to.

He chose the song skillfully and looked at Chen Jia with shining eyes, as if waiting for his praise.

The soothing male voice came out of the stereo. Chen Jia smiled lightly: "this is my favorite song. Do you remember?"

Li Youchuan nodded hard and said, "I always remember."

Chen Jia took a long breath, pressed down the slight acid at the bottom of her heart, stepped on the accelerator and set off.

Mai Yuqiu and Li Youchuan, who love each other so much, must remarry.