Chapter 24：

"But…"

Qian Lingling was still a little hesitant at first, but Xia Shutong said "um" in a daze at this moment, obviously leaning closer to Yun Feiwu.

It means agreeing that clouds are not fog.

"Then I'll go back first, Miss Yun." Qian Lingling then exited the room and closed the door for them.

After walking back to her room, Qian Lingling frowned suspiciously—when did Xiao Xia and Yun Yinghou get along so well? Haven't seen them have an intersection? Could it be that because their room was a suite, they had a lot of contacts in private?

Qian Lingling didn't think too much about it. After all, if it was a business matter, Xiao Xia would tell her what she should have told her. If it was a private matter, she had no right to intervene.

…

As soon as the door of the room was closed, Xia Shutong was almost glued to Yun Feiwu's body, rubbing his head against Yun Feiwu's chin, and finally raised his head and showed a soft smile:

"Cat cat."

Xia Shutong's voice was very soft, with a hint of coquettish anger, like sweet cotton candy.

Yun Feiwu felt suddenly, as if a current flowed from the tips of her ears suddenly, and flowed through her whole body along with the blood. Her fingers, arms, throat, jaw, and tip of tongue all began to tremble uncontrollably.

cat cat...

She had felt it faintly since Xia Shutong burrowed into her arms, but it was only now that Yun Feiwu was really sure when she heard Xia Shutong call her nickname with her own ears.

Xia Shutong remembered her.

Although it's possible that she was only briefly remembered by the alcohol, she was still... very happy.

"Hmm." Yun Feiwu responded with difficulty.

"Hmm... cat, talk." Xia Shutong muttered dissatisfiedly, and leaned on Yun Feiwu like an octopus.

Yun Feiwu licked the corners of his lips, his mouth was so astringent for a moment that he couldn't say anything.

However, because of the alcohol, Xia Shutong became more and more weak. From the beginning, she hung on Yun Feiwu's body, and then began to shrink down a little bit.

Yun Feiwu hurriedly put his arms around her waist, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the bed step by step.

Xia Shutong had obviously been hugged by the princess many times, not only did he not panic at all, he even hummed twice in satisfaction, and leaned on Yun Feiwu again.

"Maomao?" Xia Shutong was carried to the bed, tilted her head obediently, and whispered with some doubts, "Sleep?"

"...don't sleep yet."

Yun Feiwu took a deep breath, his expression finally calmed down, and the bitterness in his throat also faded: "Ruan Ruan, you drank wine, you have to take a bath first, okay?"

Xia Shutong smelled heavily of alcohol, but Yun Feiwu didn't find it unpleasant. On the contrary, she liked it very much.

I like Xia Ruan who is so cute and confused when he is slightly drunk.

"Oh, good." Xia Shutong nodded obediently, and shook her feet again, "I don't have the strength, Maomao, help me undress."

"...Mmm." Yun Feiwu's fingers trembled, and then she squatted down in front of Xia Shutong calmly, and gently clasped her ankles.

With two clicks, the high-heeled shoes fell to the ground.

Xia Shutong fell softly on the bed, shaking her calf indifferently.

When Yun Feiwu got up, she saw Xia Shutong lying on the bed with innocent eyes and clear eyes, showing no signs of defense. Her hair was scattered behind her, and her face was slightly red.

Such poses and expressions are particularly provocative.

"Ruan Ruan...you sit up first, let's change clothes." Yun Feiwu didn't dare to look at her face anymore, reached out and gently pulled her arm, but still couldn't help it, and asked restrainedly, "Ruan Ruan, Do you really...remember who I am?"

Following the strength of Yun Feiwu's arm, Xia Shutong sat up slowly, wrapped her hands around Yun Feiwu's head, and gently stroked her long hair subconsciously.

"Of course I remember...you are a cat."

Xia Shutong's voice was innocent and sweet, but Yun Feiwu keenly heard a hint of... confusion.

Yun Feiwu sighed silently, stopped asking any more questions, and carefully sat next to Xia Shutong, helping her unzip the skirt little by little.

The white body was exposed in the air at once, Xia Shutong was very thin, the waist line was clearly visible, and under the warm yellow light of the hotel, it was dyed with an ambiguous brilliance. Especially the looming shadow at the waist, seems to be inviting people to explore and touch.

And then... the legs.

The drunk Xia Shutong didn't mind, but Yun Feiwu's cheeks gradually turned crimson.

Speaking of which, in the past few years after they grew up, the number of times they met in a year was less than double digits, so every time they met, they were almost doing something... Well, what adults should do.

And when they first got together, Xia Shutong was always shy, so things like Yun Feiwu's doing after getting her drunk often happened. And in my memory, Xia Shutong was always extraordinarily enthusiastic when drunk.

So now, Yun Feiwu couldn't help but think too much.

Feeling Yun Feiwu's pause, Xia Shutong turned her head puzzled, and poked her finger on the side of her face: "Hey...Maomao, why are you blushing? Have you been drinking too?"

After speaking, he leaned in front of Yun Feiwu and sniffed.

The soft breath fell on Yun Feiwu's chin, itching.

"I didn't drink." Yun Feiwu casually grabbed the towel on the bed and wrapped her around her, then wrapped her arms around her shoulders, and said softly, "Ruanrou, shall we take a bath?"

Although Xia Shutong used to be drunk like she is now, obediently, she would do whatever Yun Feiwu said. But Yun Feiwu could feel that although Xia Shutong remembered her at this time, there was still something missing.

Maybe Xia Shutong didn't remember Yun Feiwu at all, but maybe he had a vague impression in his subconscious when he was drunk.

Compared with the drunken appearance before amnesia, Xia Shutong now is more like a child, she listens to whoever she gets close to subconsciously.

So if something happened with Xia Shutong now... it would be too much to take advantage of others.

Yun Feiwu suppressed the desire to get closer, and coaxed Xia Shutong into the bathroom, put the water on, and let Xia Shutong sit in the bathtub first. Go in after taking off your clothes.

Under the mist in the bathroom, Yun Feiwu vaguely saw Xia Shutong tilting his head, looking at her with empty eyes. At first glance, he looked like an innocent child, but when he looked closely, he could see endless confusion.

Yun Feiwu's heart skipped a beat, and she almost thought that Xia Shutong had sobered up, and that Xia Shutong no longer remembered who she was.

Fortunately, as soon as she stepped into the water, Xia Shutong took her hand and leaned against her obediently.

"Ruanrou, sit down and don't move. I'll wash your hair for you."

Yun Feiwu sat behind Xia Shutong, squeezed some shampoo and rubbed it on her hair.

Seeing Xia Shutong's obedient appearance, Yun Feiwu was stunned for a moment, then his brows and eyes curved, and the smile in his gray eyes twinkled like a starry sky.

Who would have thought that Xia Shutong, who was so fierce outside, could have such an unbelievably soft side?

No one knows, except her.

At this time, Yun Feiwu finally had a trace of vivacity that a girl in her early twenties should have on her face, instead of the lonely and cold wolf in the eyes of others.

After the two of them showered and dried their hair, it was already early morning, and Xia Shutong was so sleepy that she lay limply on Yun Feiwu's back, and was carried out of the bathroom by her.

But after getting on the bed, Xia Shutong regained his energy, picked up the phone in a daze, and said to himself: "I still have to send a message to Xiaoqian... Get up early tomorrow and go back to Haicheng..."

You are so drunk, remember Qian Lingling?

Yun Feiwu's heart became sour, and he held Xia Shutong's hand involuntarily: "Ruan Ruan, are you going back to Haicheng tomorrow?"

"That's right, grandpa called me back to discuss business." Xia Shutong held Yun Feiwu's hand back and blinked for no reason.

The two hands are held together, and the fingers are naturally interlocked.

Xia Shutong's hand was very warm, and the warmth seemed to flow slowly into Yun Feiwu's fingertips along her fingers, and then to her heart.

Yun Feiwu approached Xia Shutong little by little, with a little nervousness in his eyes that could not be restrained.

"Ruan Ruan... What is the relationship between Qian Lingling and you?" Yun Feiwu paused, then added softly, "I mean, to you, who is she to you?"

"Eh?" Xia Shutong thought for a while in confusion, and finally nodded firmly: "The female goose!"

Yun Feiwu: "Huh?"

The drunken Xia Shutong was like a child, and what he said was obviously the truest thought in his subconscious.

But, no matter what, it's too weird to think of your personal secretary as a daughter or something, isn't it?

Thinking about it carefully, although Qian Lingling is not too young, she is indeed petite and cute. It is probably not a strange thing to arouse Xia Shutong's maternal love... right?

...well, still weird.

Yun Feiwu asked again: "What about me? What am I to you?"

"Maomao..." This time, Xia Shutong was even more confused.

After a long time, she murmured: "...sister."

Yun Feiwu's heart suddenly ached, and Xia Shutong's intertwined hands unconsciously tightened.

younger sister?

Sister who goes to bed together and sleeps together to get married?

"Xia Ruan, you..." Yun Feiwu didn't even notice, his body leaned towards Xia Shutong, and he let go of his hand, moving it to Xia Shutong's neck little by little.

All of a sudden, Xia Shutong was crushed under him.

Then she raised her eyebrows, and her voice became frivolous: "Sister, sister?"

It was clearly a very oppressive posture, but Xia Shutong was not afraid at all. There was still some confusion in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something seriously.

Yun Feiwu: "..."

When Xia Shutong didn't cooperate, Yun Feiwu's aura also dissipated, and his expression turned pitiful in an instant.

Her fingers clenched into fists, and her body slowly moved back.

But at this moment, Xia Shutong suddenly put his arms around her neck and brought her back in a flash.

"Ruanruan?" Yun Feiwu tilted his head in confusion.

"Maomao, I remember." Xia Shutong's eyebrows gradually curved, and she quickly got up and pecked Yun Feiwu's lips lightly, "It's my wife."

Xia Shutong's eyes were still innocent.

If it weren't for the soft touch on her lips, Yun Feiwu would have suspected that she didn't know what she was talking about.

Yun Feiwu's heart suddenly softened, as if it was about to melt.

She was about to say something, but she felt Xia Shutong's soft and warm palm touch the back of her neck, moving back and forth as if to comfort her.

It was a little itchy and numb, but it made her feel extra at ease and comfortable.

Yun Feiwu closed his eyes, and like a big, gentle dog, he slowly buried his head in Xia Shutong's chest, and his breathing changed from rapid to gentle.

"Ruan Ruan..." Yun Feiwu almost murmured.

"As long as you wake up tomorrow morning, don't forget me again..."

Xia Shutong did not speak.

Yun Feiwu rubbed lightly again: "... okay?"

Still no answer.

She looked up, only to find that Xia Shutong had fallen asleep at some point.

Yun Feiwu sighed lightly, stepped back a little, hugged Xia Shutong into his arms, and closed his eyes as well.

In his sleep, Yun Feiwu always had a smile on his cheek.

They used the same body wash tonight, and even the breath on their bodies was the same.

She dreamed that a long time ago, when she went to stay at Xia Shutong's house for the first time, they took a bath together, lay on the bed together, whispered for a long time, and finally fell asleep hugging each other just like today.

Yun Feiwu vaguely remembered in her sleep that she was in the fifth grade at that time and was eleven years old. During the summer vacation, her father was on a business trip, leaving only her stepmother and younger brother at home, so she simply escaped and lived with Xia Shutong for several days.

At that time, Xia Shutong was still called Xia Ruan, and Yun Feiwu was not by his current name.

The house is also a dilapidated and gloomy hut in Yuncheng. There is a faint musty smell in the room. The bed is a creaking wooden bed with cobwebs hanging on the wall. It is far inferior to the small mansion of the Yun family.

But at that time, Yun Feiwu liked Xia Shutong's house very much. From then on, she really wanted, really wanted to live with Xia Shutong for the rest of her life, so that they could take a bath together every night, and the smell on her body would be as good as ever. They are exactly the same as each other, like sisters. Before going to bed, they can hold hands and talk on the bed, and look up through the cracks in the curtains to see the brilliant galaxy.

…

In the early morning, Xia Shutong woke up from her sleep in a daze, and before she had time to open her eyes, she realized that something was wrong.

The top of his head was itchy, as if something was rubbing against his head, and the breath between breaths seemed sweeter and softer than usual, and a little warmer, as if...wrapped in a strawberry-flavored soft blanket.

And the place where the forehead touches is unbelievably soft and warm, it doesn't feel like a normal pillow at all.

Xia Shutong closed her eyes and stretched out her hand unconsciously to pinch it.

so soft...

Then the next second, she suddenly opened her eyes, eyes full of horror—

What is she pinching! !

After seeing Yun Feiwu, who was obviously sleeping soundly, Xia Shutong almost jumped up from the bed, and she retreated to the foot of the bed with the quilt in her arms, the panic in her eyes dissipated a little.

what happened? Why did Yun Feiwu sleep with her? She remembered locking the balcony before going out last night!

Wait, before going out last night...

Xia Shutong immediately recalled that after she went out last night, she first stayed on the set for a while, and then went to the dinner with Qian Lingling. She could still remember the dinner, but after the dinner, it was completely broken.

So after this, what happened?

Xia Shutong lowered her head and looked at the clothes she was wearing—the nightgown. He glanced at Yun Feiwu who was sleeping soundly. She was also wearing a nightgown, the same one that Xia Shutong often wore.

Around them, the clothes of the two were neatly folded aside, and the sheets were also very neat, without any mess.

In other words... nothing happened to them last night? Xia Shutong breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Shutong cautiously approached Yun Feiwu again, and sniffed lightly.

They both smelled the same, the scent of body wash in her bathroom.

Xia Shutong recalled a few fragments scatteredly. In the bathroom last night, when she was drunk, Yun Feiwu helped her take a bath and changed her clothes...

Even if it was just like this, it was enough for Xia Shutong to blush.

Xia Shutong glanced at the sleeping Yun Feiwu again, quickly picked up his stack of clothes, and ran into the bathroom like a thief.

Changing clothes softly, after washing, Xia Shutong walked out of the bathroom, and was about to open the door to leave, but suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She couldn't explain why... She wanted to take another look at Yun Feiwu.

When Xia Shutong came to her senses, she was already squatting beside the bed, stretched out one hand uncontrollably, and touched Yun Feiwu's head.

"Hmm..." Yun Feiwu rubbed instinctively in his sleep, and a faint moan came out of his throat.

Only then did Xia Shutong realize what she had just done, she immediately retracted her hand, and tiptoed out of the room.

…

Almost at the moment when the door was closed, Yun Feiwu opened his eyes.

Her cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were still a little dull, but she was smiling again. After sitting blankly on the bed for a while, Yun Feiwu slowly reached out and rubbed his head—the place Xia Shutong touched just now.

It used to be like this every time, after a night of tenderness, Xia Shutong was busy rushing to work, and before leaving, she would squat by the bed and rub her head.

But now, Xia Shutong has lost her memory, but her body still remembers it clearly.

…

"Xiaoqian, did anything happen at the dinner party last night?" At the dinner table, Xia Shutong rubbed the center of her brows, "I have a headache, I can't remember clearly."

"Mr. Xia, I have prepared medicine. You can take a good rest on the plane later." After speaking, Qian Lingling took out the memo and read it one by one.

"You got acquainted with Zhang Sheng, the chairman of the Zhang Corporation, and promised him to attend the charity dinner two months later, and then..."

Xia Shutong patiently listened to what happened at the dinner party, pretending to be casual and said, "What's next?"

"After you go back to the hotel, there is nothing to do." Qian Lingling thought for a while, "Oh! By the way, we met Yunying downstairs in the hotel, she helped you upstairs and stayed in your room Take care of you, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Xia Shutong shook her head.

She couldn't tell Qian Lingling about getting up early in the morning and hugging Yun Feiwu.

It stands to reason that under normal circumstances, Qian Lingling would not let a stranger take care of Xia Shutong alone, unless Xia Shutong ordered it.

So... Xia Shutong couldn't help but guess, why did he let Yun Feiwu take care of him last night?

Could it be that after being drunk, he regained his memory for a short time, and then started to use Yun Feiwu's feelings again?

Recalling Yun Feiwu obediently lying on his bed and sleeping, Xia Shutong felt sore. If Qian Lingling wasn't right in front of her, she really wanted to slap herself twice.

The self before amnesia... is too scumbag.

So after returning from Haicheng this time, try to keep a distance from Yun Feiwu as much as possible, so as not to affect her filming state. After the filming of "Follow the Light" is over, I will seriously apologize to the little girl and try to let her let go as soon as possible.

"Xiaoqian, I remember the house in Guicheng, isn't it very far from the crew?" Xia Shutong thought.

"Well, it's only half an hour's drive. Do you want to move there?" Qian Lingling asked.

"That's right..." Xia Shutong looked away and lowered his eyes, "I'm not used to sleeping in the hotel. After I come back from Haicheng, I'll move in for a while."

But after saying it, Xia Shutong regretted it a little.

My former self... really didn't have any feelings for Yun Feiwu? But why until now, her body still missed the warm embrace when she woke up in the morning?

It's like an instinct.

…

Although Bian Xin barely passed yesterday's one, her condition is really not good. Dai Su decided to let Bian Xin find out how she felt. Today, she will shoot Bian Xin and other supporting roles first, and continue shooting tomorrow. Another rivalry between Bian Xin and Yun Feiwu.

So Yun Feiwu slept on the bed for a while, and didn't rush to the set until around ten o'clock.

"Xiaoyun, how about this shot?" Dai Su waved his hand excitedly when he saw Yun Feiwu, and called her to the monitor.

This is Bian Xin's shot. In the screen, Zhou Lingxue, played by Bian Xin, is chatting with Du's parents.

Yun Feiwu watched carefully for a while, and soon found that every movement and subtle expression of Bian Xin was not bad, which was many times better than when he was playing with her.

Why can't Bian Xin get into the play when he is acting with her?

Yun Feiwu's eyes were slightly darkened, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Because Bian Xin hates herself? So you can't even get into the show? That's really childish.

Apart from working together in the crew of "Darkness" when they were young, they have never met each other for so many years, and they don't know why Bian Xin hates her so much.

When Yun Feiwu was thinking, Bian Xin also walked towards this side.

"Xiao Bian did a good job today, keep it up!" Dai Su patted Bian Xin on the shoulder with a grin, and said with a smile, "You still have to remember to learn from Xiao Yun, you see, even though you are the same age, Xiao Yun's acting skills are very stable ..."

Yun Feiwu: "..."

Bian Xin's voice was also visibly annoyed: "Oh, Director Dai, Yun Yun is the Queen of the Movies, how can I compare with her. But Director Dai, don't worry, I will work hard, and I will never embarrass our team."

Bian Xin looked around, and suddenly asked softly, "By the way, Director Dai, isn't President Xia here today?"

A few days ago, every time she made a mistake in shooting, Xia Shutong would slap her hard with the eye knife, which made her terrified for several days. Surprisingly, I didn't see Xia Shutong on the set today.

"That's right, Mr. Xia has something to do when he returns to Haicheng, and he probably won't be back in a few days." Dai Su responded smoothly.

"That's it..." Bian Xin said a few more words, seeing that Dai Su didn't have time to chat with her, she slowly walked to another place to rest.

As soon as Bian Xin left, Yun Feiwu sighed softly, with a rare sense of helplessness in his light tone: "Director Dai, don't compare me with Bian Xin in the future."

"Ah? Why?" Dai Su scratched his head in confusion, "Xiao Yun, don't be modest, you are good at acting, you should be praised. Xiao Bian is not good enough, and you should give her a good spur."

Yun Feiwu: "..."

Yun Feiwu: "Director Dai, I mean, Bian Xin will be unhappy."

Dai Su was stunned for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands and said: "Oh, I understand! Xiaoyun, you just have a good relationship with Xiaobian, and you don't want her to be unhappy, right? I understand, I understand, this is Sisters are deeply in love, I have also seen your CP on the Internet, I understand!"

No, you don't understand anything at all.

Yun Feiwu struggled to resist the urge to beat Dai Su violently, turned his head and continued to watch the screen on the monitor, his expression still calm.

Dai Su frowned suspiciously. He felt that Yun Feiwu had glared at him just now, but her eyes were usually cold, and he couldn't judge it. In the end, it was only his own illusion.

The day of filming is finally over.

At night, Bian Xin wore a lace nightdress and a large windbreaker over it. She looked in the mirror and made sure her makeup was correct before stepping out of her room.

In order to avoid people, Bian Xin took the stairs.

Dai Su's room is on the third floor, only one floor away from her.

After walking to the door of Dai Su's room, Bian Xin bit her lower lip and opened the collar of the windbreaker a little, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, and then knocked on Dai Su's door.

"Who is it?" A quick response came from inside.

"Director Dai, it's me... Bian Xin." Bian Xin suppressed her voice, with a hint of hoarseness in her charming voice.

Relying on such a voice, she has hooked up countless employers and directors, and Dai Su, a fool, must not be spared.

Sure enough, Dai Su opened the door quickly, and when he saw Bian Xin at the door, his expression became obviously dull.

"Xiao, Xiaobian...you are?"

"Director Dai..." Bian Xin lowered her head slightly, with tears in her eyes, she was very pitiful, "Didn't I perform well today? But I am afraid that I will be pressured to play against Yunyun tomorrow. You know, Yunyun's acting skills are too good." All right."

In a few words, he pushed the reason for his poor performance to Yun Feiwu.

Coupled with the appearance of crying, Bian Xin believes that no man can resist it.

But Dai Su looked at her suspiciously: "Little Bian, I didn't say that you are not good at acting, so how can you blame others?"

Bian Xin took a deep breath, stabilized the expression on his face, and threw himself on Dai Su anxiously: "So, Director Dai, I will come to you tonight to see if you can talk to me about the script alone...?"

"Oh, that's it, you wait." Dai Su grabbed Bian Xin's shoulders and prevented her from throwing herself into his arms, then pushed her shoulders and pushed her out of the door, and the door slammed shut.

Bian Xin: "???"

Bian Xin stood alone in the corridor of the hotel, when a gust of cold wind blew by, goose bumps immediately appeared on her exposed calf.

Looking at the closed door, Bian Xin endured and endured, and tried his best to stabilize the pitiful expression on his face.

Five minutes later, the door opened again.

Dai Su moved out two stools, on which were still scripts, pens and paper, and a laptop.

"Little Bian, it's rare that you are determined to make progress. Let's have a good chat tonight." Dai Su put a stool by the door of the room, sat on it, and put another stool on the corridor, signaling to Bian Xin sits on it.

"Dai, Director?" Bian Xin finally couldn't control it, not only the corners of his mouth twitched, but also his teeth began to chatter.

Dai Su glanced at her puzzledly: "What's the matter? Little Bian, don't you want to study? Sit down!"

Bian Xin gritted her teeth and sat down.

…

At the same time, Haicheng.

Xia Shutong spent a day dealing with Tianjun's partner during the day, and finally rushed back to Xia's old house at night.

The car stopped outside the villa manor, Qian Lingling hesitated, but finally did not get out of the car. It's inappropriate for her to go to the Xia family's family banquet by herself.

"Mr. Xia, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. Can you be alone...?"

Xia Shutong's palms were sweating a little, but his face was calm, and he habitually wore a light and pleasant smile: "It's okay, Xiaoqian, you can go home and rest."

She had already done her homework in the past few days. There were two people in the Xia family who met her, her father Xia Hongtao and her younger brother Xia Yuansi.

And sister Xia Hongye is said to be not much better, not to mention stepmother Chai Lan, I heard that every time Chai Lan saw Xia Shutong before, she had to bow her head and walk around.

The only one to care about... is Grandpa Xia Cha.

Recalling Xia Cha's soft voice on the phone a few days ago, Xia Shutong took a few deep breaths, and walked steadily into the villa.

She came back late, and the food was already on the table, and the whole family was waiting for her to go home for dinner.

Xia Shutong glanced at the long table, and sat down on the empty seat on Xia Cha's left, facing Xia Hongtao.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm a little busy at work today, so I just went home."

"It's okay, it's okay." Xia Cha is nearly seventy years old, his face is covered with layers of wrinkles, his pale hair is not much left, but he is very energetic, "We have worked hard, Tongtong."

Xia Shutong whispered a few words to Xia Cha, and when she looked at the other people at the table, her face became arrogant again.

She carefully observed everyone's expressions.

Xia Yuansi, Xia Hongtao, and Chai Lan's family were obviously very nervous, and they looked like they had no guts. They didn't dare to look up at her, and only echoed a few words when Mr. Xia spoke.

When Xia Hongye looked at Xia Shutong, she looked disdainful, but once she looked at Mr. Xia, who was in charge, she obediently put away her edge.

In short, with the pressure of Mr. Xia, although the meal was embarrassing, there was nothing wrong with it.

After eating, Xia Cha coughed twice, cleared his throat, and looked at Xia Shutong kindly: "Tongtong, how about going for a walk with grandpa to digest food?"

"Okay." Xia Shutong nodded in response.

"Dad, why don't you let Yuansi help you..." Xia Hongtao stood up at this moment, with little confidence.

Xia Cha glanced at him, completely lacking the kindness he had when facing Xia Shutong, his face turned cold instantly.

"I have to see your family four or five times a week. Are you tired? Tongtong only comes back once in a month or two. How can Yuan Si compare with her?"

Xia Hongtao's face darkened, but he didn't dare to say anything more, he just smiled awkwardly: "Dad said so."

The corners of Xia Shutong's lips rose, and he gave them a blank look.

After following Xia Cha to the manor, Xia Shutong immediately put away her arrogance and said respectfully, "Grandpa, may I help you?"

"What help! Do you really think I'm too old to walk?" Xia Cha snorted, and smiled lovingly, "Tongtong, I haven't seen Grandpa for a long time, let's follow the old rules and introduce the company first." recent situation."

Xia Shutong recalled a little, and immediately said the content that she had memorized by heart.

After hearing this, Xia Cha nodded in satisfaction, but said nothing.

Xia Shutong followed half a step behind him.

In front of it is the artificial lake in the manor. Under the lingering night, the lake water reflects mottled lights, like an unreal oil painting.

Xia Cha suddenly smiled.

"Tongtong, I still remember when you first came home, you were only nineteen years old, you didn't understand anything, and your face was always timid, as if you were being bullied. Now so many years have passed in a blink of an eye , nothing is the same..."

Did he really return to the Xia family when he was nineteen years old?

Xia Shutong suppressed the surprise in his heart, and echoed quietly: "Yes, grandpa, so many years in a flash."

Xia Cha turned around without warning, and looked at her with a smile: "Tongtong, you don't need to pretend in front of Grandpa, Grandpa knows everything."

Xia Cha's smile was the same as before, kind and gentle, like an ordinary old man who loves his granddaughter.

But what he said made Xia Shutong feel a chill.

Xia Shutong's fingers beside her were clenched tightly, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

what does he mean? !

Xia Shutong smiled softly, pretending not to understand: "Grandpa, what does this mean?"

"Tongtong," Xia Cha's voice sank, "You hit your head in a car accident, you lost your memory."

He stretched out his hand, patted Xia Shutong on the shoulder, and shook his head slowly: "If you arranged it yourself, you might be able to deceive grandpa and me, but that little girl Qian Lingling is not enough."

Xia Shutong's back was covered in cold sweat, and she subconsciously wanted to retreat, but her body seemed to be drained of strength, and she couldn't move the slightest bit.

Grandpa Xia smiled again, this time, there was a bit of teasing in his eyes: "Grandpa, I haven't seen you so afraid of me for several years. Little Tongtong, don't be afraid, Grandpa will chat with you chat."

Xia Shutong bit her lower lip and nodded stiffly.

The old man in front of her smiled so warmly, but it gave her an instinctive sense of danger, as if there was a huge poisonous snake hidden behind his smile.

It seemed that every slight movement and trivial lie would be seen through by him.

"Tongtong, tell grandpa, how much do you remember from the past?" Xia Cha asked lightly.

Xia Shutong moved her fingers slightly, and finally said honestly: "I don't remember almost everything, only a few sporadic memories of my childhood, but I can't remember clearly."

"Oh?" Xia Cha raised his eyebrows, "Don't remember anything? But during this time, grandpa sees that you have managed the company well."

Xia Shutong: "I... don't remember what happened, and I can't remember the people I know. But I can recall some basic common sense. There is no problem with literacy, using mobile phones, and driving. I also gradually remembered the aspect of company management. .”

"This is interesting." Xia Cha put his hands behind his back and took a few steps forward.

He didn't doubt the truth of what Xia Shutong said, even Xia Shutong in the past, lied in front of him very rarely, let alone now. Moreover, during this period of time, Tianjun and Wutong did not make mistakes in their operations, and it was impossible for that little girl Qian Lingling to do it.

Xia Shutong moved her numb legs to keep up with Xia Cha's pace.

After being silent for a while, Xia Cha spoke again, and asked lightly: "Tongtong, you said you remembered some sporadic memories of your childhood, so you should know that you didn't live in Xia's house before, right?"

"...Yes." Xia Shutong tried hard to suppress the tremor in his voice.

She was instinctively afraid of the old man in front of her, but at this moment, she couldn't help but have a bold idea in her heart.

Xia Cha must know about her past, so... can she learn a thing or two from him?