Xi fenghan avoids looking at her directly. He doesn't admit his mistake, but if he admits it, it will lead her to more doubts. Maybe in his lifetime, he will choose a suitable opportunity to tell her that he shot it.
"Well, I don't think you know. Thank you for telling me about my life experience and solving my painful memory loss in the past year. I didn't expect that I had the honor to be friends with the president." Miliu said, her mobile phone rang, she picked up a look, is Lingxi call.
She thought that she owed him a meal. Instead of refusing, she chose to answer it, but the voice became a little colder, "Hello!"
"You're finally willing to take my call. Are you still in the hospital?"
"No, I am My friend's home. "
"I'd like to invite you out to dinner. Are you free?" Ling Xi asked her directly.
"There may not be time for lunch. Let's make an appointment for dinner." Millau made a direct noise.
"Well, I'll wait for you to call me for dinner tonight." Ling Xi is very happy at that end.
"Good! See you tonight. " After receiving the call, MI Liu put her mobile phone aside, looked up and ran into a pair of deep and complicated eyes. She was slightly stunned for a few seconds, but she didn't know why and explained, "I'm a friend."
"Is it the man I saw in the hospital last night?" Xi fenghan asked directly.
Millau nodded. "Yes, that's him."
Xi Feng Han's face was slightly gloomy. "Tell her you don't have time tonight, and you won't have time in the future."
Mi Liu didn't expect that Xi fenghan would interfere in her private life. She shook her head and said, "no, he helped me. I promised to invite him to a meal."
"You like him?" Xi fenghan's palm can't help but hold tightly for a few minutes, and even the voice line shows a voice of questioning.
Miliu looked at him. She didn't know how to answer his question. She thought, "I don't like it, but I owe him. I have to pay him back."
Xi fenghan realized the overbearing in his tone. He immediately forced himself to calm down. He twisted his eyebrows and said, "lunch with me."
"Yes, but shall we not go out? Your status is too noble. I'm afraid it will cause some misunderstanding. "
"What's the misunderstanding?"
"Mr. President, don't you worry about your fiancee being jealous?" Millau thought for him.
Xi fenghan was silent. His thick eyelashes covered his long and narrow eyelids, which made his facial features look like a man's exquisite three-dimensional. The opposite miliu was stunned.
"Well, do you want to cook by yourself, or do you want someone to pack it up?"
"I'm not very good at cooking."
"I can cook it."
"Well! How can this make you cook? Forget it, let's have it packed! "
"I don't like packaged food." Xi fenghan refuses. He picks up his mobile phone and dials the assistant Chi Yang, asking him to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables.
When miliu saw that he really decided to cook by himself, she was flustered for a few seconds. She felt that the relationship with this man was too close, which made her feel very sorry for his fiancee. Unexpectedly, the girl had given her a cup of coffee. She was very affectionate.
She will remember every bit of kindness in her heart.
"Mr. President, I've decided to find a place for myself, and then I won't trouble you." Miliu decided to speak.
Xi Feng cold sword eyebrow Dun Cu, "why?"
"We may have been friends, but now we have a huge difference in status, and you already have a fiancee that you love deeply. It's not suitable for me to continue to live in the house you used to live in." Although miliu lost her memory, she had the right three views and absolutely didn't want to disturb any emotional entanglement.
Even if the other party is a charming young president, she will never do anything to hurt others. Xi fenghan's handsome face tenses up in an instant. Does the girl want to leave him? No, she must live within his control. He must keep a close eye on her. If she recovers her previous memory, it will overturn her life. Moreover, he must reduce her danger to zero. He will not allow her to hurt anyone, nor will anyone hurt her again. This kind of complex and contradictory mood makes Xi fenghan's mood more chaotic than ever. He wants her to have an open and aboveboard identity to live in his country, but he is not willing to let her leave himself. Even at this time, his mind is full of her, and there is no Yang YunRuo's figure any more. He doesn't even pay attention to today's newspaper, so he must be punished The good news came out.
But she appeared, even if she appeared one day earlier, maybe his decision would change, maybe he would not let himself into a dilemma.
"No, I promised your foster mother to take care of you for the rest of your life, so you have to live here, and you can't go anywhere." Xi fenghan had to constantly find reasons to imprison her.
Miliu slightly gaped, "my adoptive mother asked you to take care of me all my life?" "Yes, this is what I promised her. I have to do it. You can have your own life, but this is your home. You can't stay anywhere except here." Xi fenghan is a little frustrated and lost at the moment. She forgets everything and her feelings for him, even now he lives in the middle of the worldHigh position, there is also an idea of self-confidence, he felt that the girl's heart is free, no longer bound to anyone, also does not belong to him.
She is like a free bird. She can choose her own direction and also has the right to choose her lover. Xi fenghan even thinks that if she puts on a beautiful wedding dress and marries another man, he will feel jealous and want to kill.
Miliu winked at his overbearing command. Finally, she nodded and said, "OK, I will live here. Let's avoid suspicion in the future! You don't have to come to me at any time "
" do you hate me? " Xi fenghan suddenly sank his face. After she lost her memory, did any of his charm fail in front of her? She used to like him. Why can't she like him now?
Miliu frowned slightly. She felt a little tired talking to the president. Did she say she hated him?
"No She had to shake her head to deny it.
"I will handle your ID card for you again. In the future, your name is miliu. This is your home."
Miliu nodded, "thank you." After that, she looked at the room, which used to be his home. No wonder the decoration style is full of mature masculinity. The bed she slept in last night was the same one he used to sleep in! Thinking of this, miliu's face had an unnatural blush.