The atmosphere was cold and awkward. Dai Yingzhi carried several bags of small caged bags and the milk came in.

"Second sister, let's eat together!"

Luo Xichun is eager to get along with Zhang Zicheng: "good!"

Now she is very curious. How did Zhang Zicheng find Dai Yingzhi? Has he recovered his memory?

Hatefully, she drove Ling Weiwei away. Anyway, she would never let Dai yingzhijian be so cheap.

Having a good breakfast, Zhang Zicheng said impolitely to Luo Xichun, "you should go back."

"I just hope sister Zixin can wake up early."

She forced a smile.

"Yingzhi and I will get married within this month."

Her smile became stiff: "Oh."

This time, she got up and left.

"Second sister, come home when you have time!"

"OK, I will. Thank you Yingzhi. I also wish you and Zicheng a happy wedding and a long life together."

Dai Yingzhi nodded in surprise and looked at Luo Xichun's eyes. He didn't see any jealousy and resentment.

Not seen for three years, even Luo Xichun has changed. Time is indeed full of magic.

**

Zhang Zicheng and Dai Yingzhi stayed in front of Zhang Zixin's bed for two days, but Zhang Zixin still didn't wake up.

Both of them are physically and mentally exhausted, and the National Day holiday is coming to an end.

Zhang Zicheng realized that he could not go on like this.

"Yingzhi, I'm sorry. I wanted to marry you, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

"It doesn't matter. I have no problem asking the company for leave. Let me take care of sister Zixin."

"No, you go back and have a rest. I'll take care of the company's affairs here."

The two were discussing. Ling Weiwei came in with a basket of fruits.

When she saw Dai Yingzhi, a bad feeling hit her heart. Did she recover her memory.

She forced herself to smile at Dai Yingzhi as a greeting.

"Zicheng, I'm sorry I'm late."

"You don't have to apologize. Our family has nothing to do with you."

Ling Wei was stunned. Did he already know that her mother had been his mother's rival.

"Zicheng, Zixin is no different from my own sister."

While talking, she had walked to Zhang Zixin's bed and gently grasped Zhang Zixin's hands with both hands.

"Sister Zixin, I'm tiny. Wake up quickly. No matter how beautiful the scenery in the dream is, it's false."

Zhang Zicheng was silent for a moment and said to Ling Weiwei, "I'll get married with Yingzhi in a few days. I'll give you the invitation and come to the wedding another day."

Ling Wei held Zhang Zixin's hand tightly.

Just as she said to Dai Yingzhi yesterday, people always have to look forward. It's clearly her own ridicule.

"Have you recovered your memory?" Ling Wei stared at Zhang Zicheng and asked reluctantly.

Zhang Zicheng shook his head: "my marriage to her has nothing to do with whether to restore my memory."

A trace of warmth flowed through Dai Yingzhi's heart.

If he doesn't recover and still wants to marry her, it shows that he likes her and has nothing to do with the kindness when he was young.

Before her eyes, she saw the scene of entering the palace of marriage with him, with a layer of smile floating on her face.

"Then I congratulate you."

Ling Weiwei almost brought the blessing of crying and interrupted Dai Yingzhi's reverie.

A trace of sadness welled up in her heart. In order to wait for Zhang Zicheng, she spent the best time. She was not young in her twenties and eighties.

"Weiwei, you will find something suitable for yourself." she just hopes she can be happier.

But in Ling Weiwei's eyes, Dai Yingzhi was obviously a villain and mocked her. She snorted a cold breath from her nose and didn't make a sound again.