Chapter 431

Hai Xiaomin has been sleeping with Ling Yao in front of her hospital bed, but now Ling Yao wakes up and doesn't remember her, which seems inconvenient.

After understanding this, Hai Xiaomin felt a little lost and gently said good, but she felt something wrong. She elongated her jade neck and looked at Jess after self-cultivation: "didn't leicia come out?"

After waiting so long, I haven't seen anyone come out again.

"She..." Jess said again. "The boss just woke up. Someone has to take care of him in front of the bed."

Hai Xiaomin was stunned. Ling Yao woke up. Shouldn't it be him who should accompany him in front of the bed to take care of him?

Jess Xiu hurriedly said, "madam, don't think too much. You've worked hard these days and have to take care of others with a big stomach. Now that the boss is awake, you can finally relax and have a good rest."

"I rest and let other women take care of Ling Yao, or when he loses his memory?" Hai Xiaomin asked with a pale face, his voice trembling.

"Madam, as you know, the boss has amnesia now, and leicia is his childhood playmate. In his memory, he hasn't seen her for many years. It's normal for them to take this opportunity to talk about the past." all jessio can do is try to make excuses for Ling Yao.

Ling Yao said that amnesia is amnesia. He left his wife who had been looking for him all over the world for several months. In front of his wife, he was entangled with the woman who plotted against him. It was painful to think about it.

Then again, the current situation is really open for leicia!

Even though Ling Yao was deeply disgusted with the people of the lance family, for Joe naghi two years ago, interests were better than everything. The lance family took the initiative to throw out an olive branch and intended to marry him, which he could not consider.

In particular, without the constraints of Hai Xiaomin, leixia undoubtedly has an advantage in all aspects!

With jessio's explanation, Hai Xiaomin also understood that leicia stayed inside with Ling Yao's consent.

She stared at the door, as if she were going to stare at a hole in the door. What should I do?

Should she rush in recklessly, declare her possession of Ling Yao and drive out the women with ulterior motives?

She can't

Ling Yao doesn't remember her at all now. She has no merit in doing so. In his eyes, she will only look like a clown, causing his disgust.

The nail pinched into the meat slowly loosened, and Hai Xiaomin turned numbly: "I'll live in that room tonight."

She compromised. In the face of this familiar and strange Ling Yao, it's no use being anxious. She can only take it slowly step by step.

After dinner, Hai Xiaomin lay on the bed of the temporarily changed room and didn't feel sleepy until late at night. He simply got up, found a paper and pen, and listed what she and Ling Yao would do in the future one by one.

She hopes that through these things, she can help him find his memory. If not, at least she can leave new memories between them.

Writing very late, until she was dizzy and couldn't remember new content, Hai Xiaomin shook his head, carefully folded and put away the paper, and climbed into bed.

But I didn't sleep long. A knock on the door woke her up.

Hai Xiaomin looked out of the window. Her talent was bright. She was used to getting up early in the morning to take care of Ling Yao, but she did stay up a little late last night. She didn't sleep enough.

"Coming." the knock on the door continued. Hai Xiaomin yawned and opened the door before he came to freshen up.

At the door stood old Mr. Nazhi. Hai Xiaomin was stunned.

When he invited Mr. naghi into the room, Hai Xiaomin was at a loss: "Grandpa, what would you like to drink?"

Unfortunately, she seems to have only boiled water here!

Old Nazhi was not in a hurry. He found a place to sit down, took a look at Hai Xiaomin, and said faintly, "don't worry about me. Go and freshen up first."

Hai Xiaomin was embarrassed and grabbed her messy hair. She thought it was the nurse who informed her that Ling Yao was going to change her dressing. As a result, she didn't expect that it was Lao Nazhi who came to visit so early in the morning.

After going to the bathroom to wash and change clothes, there are many more people in the room. Old Mr. naghi sits there gracefully, holding a coffee cup in his right hand and turning over the newspaper on his lap in his left hand. Behind him stands a bodyguard and servant holding a coffee cup tray in his hand, and some people are going in and out to serve old Mr. naghi.

Hai Xiaomin took a look at the time. In order not to keep old naghi waiting, she tried to speed up her action and cleaned herself up in five minutes. However, looking at the state of old naghi at this time, it seems that she has made him wait for half an hour. Maybe the view of time is different.

"I've kept you waiting." Hai Xiaomin went over and bowed to old Nazhi. "Don't you know what happened to you early in the morning?"

Old Nazhi lifted his right hand, consciously bent down behind him, handed over the tray in his hand, and asked old Nazhi to put down the coffee cup: "there's something I want to talk to you about."

"Please say."

Maybe it was uncomfortable talking to Hai Xiaomin with his neck up. Old Nazhi looked at the opposite seat and motioned, "sit down."

In just a few minutes, his people even moved the table and placed it between them. As soon as Hai Xiaomin sat down, someone put down a hot drink in front of her. The service was not too considerate!

"Thank you." Hai Xiaomin reluctantly held his lips and thanked each other. He was suspicious of the old Mr. Nazhi's intention. He was most afraid that the comer was not good!

Old Nazhi: "how do you feel in the past six months?"

"I don't understand what you mean." Hai Xiaomin didn't touch the hot drink on the table.

Old Nazhi said politely, "whether it will make you happy to become the lady Ling you think. I think you should know through the experience of half a year."

Hai Xiaomin was stunned. It turned out that what he wanted to say was this.

Yes, in the past six months, she has had few happy times, but more pain and torture accompanied her all the way.

"Isn't this just a gift from you?" Hai Xiaomin silently scratched and wrinkled his clothes, and a pair of clear eyes showed a little hatred for Lao Nazhi's vicissitudes of life.

Hai Xiaomin is not a saint. Originally, she had a husband who loved her and was about to have a happy family of three. However, due to the obstruction of the old man in front of her and her husband's grandfather, she became fragmented and unsustainable. How can she not hate!

"Child, don't always look for problems in others for the suffering that life gives you." old naghi shook his head and said gently, "the suffering you have experienced is inevitable. The consequences of being forced together are far worse than you think."

Hai Xiaomin: "

It's inappropriate. She has listened to such words too much and doesn't want to refute them any more.

"Then you came today to tell me..."

Old Nazhi lifted his hand and took a folder from others: "the same option you did before, divorce. This time you've suffered enough, haven't you?"