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Fu Siming only gave her a nonchalant glance before turning around and walking back into the room. Qiao Anxian stood at the door, not knowing if he should enter or retreat.

It was some time before she understood what he meant, and she entered his room in high spirits. If there had been no room for discussion, he would not have left the door open when he went in.

Johansson noticed that Fu Siming was wearing a gray household uniform. Although he still did not smile, his entire being was much gentler than usual.

"That... I have something I want you to help me with. Of course, I know you have no obligation to help me. But if you can help me this time, I'll help you whenever you need my help! "

When he saw the look in Fu Siming's eyes, Qiao Anyun awkwardly smiled and said, "Uh, it seems like you don't have anything that you need my help with …"

"Long story short, I'm sleepy."

"I hope you can help the Qiao family overcome this financial crisis."

Qiao Anyun sincerely looked at Fu Siming, his eyes filled with anticipation.

A mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm not a philanthropist."

With that, the man turned his back on her, obviously intending to do so.

"But …" "Aren't we husband and wife? "Can it be possible that due to all these years of friendship …"

Fu Siming's body froze as he slowly turned around to face Qiao Anzhi. His eyes were like icy blades that stabbed towards her, as if he wanted nothing more than to swallow her alive.

Qiao Anxiao was so frightened that he retreated. He gritted his teeth and said one word, "Scram!"

The woman's heart tightened as if she had angered the man. She didn't know what the hell was going on.

Just as he left his room, he heard a loud bang behind him and the door was slammed shut.

"If you don't want to help, then don't want to help … Is there a need to be so angry? " He always thought that Fu Siming was a split personality, that he was sick!

Joanna had not slept well the whole night. Occasionally, strange faces would appear in her dreams, but they would suddenly change into the appearance of Fu Siming.

He kept having messy dreams, and he even dreamed of a car accident.

There was a person standing in front of her whose appearance could not be clearly seen. He was constantly talking, but she could not clearly hear him. She could not even tell if he was a man or a woman.

When he woke up from his dream, the sun had already risen and his body was drenched in sweat. She tried to remember what the man looked like, but she couldn't.

Was the dream pure dream, or was it part of her lost memory?

At this time, someone lightly knocked on the door.

"Come in." Joanna sat up.

The person who came was the butler. He stood respectfully at the door and said, "Madam, there's a birthday banquet tonight. Mister wants you to prepare it so that you can go with him."

Birthday party?

Thinking of how Fu Ming had treated her so unkindly last night, Qiao Anyan decided to kill him off! Who knows which famous person's birthday banquet this time around? Let him go by himself.

Qiao Anjiao smiled slightly and said: "Butler, please help me recover. Just say that I suddenly feel unwell and that I won't be able to accompany you tonight …"

Before he could finish, the smile froze on his face.

He looked her up and down, then said to the butler, "Since you're not feeling well, get her a doctor." Then he turned to Joanna, stared at her, and said meaningfully, "Just two shots."

Qiao Anxiao knew that this fellow had seen through his little thoughts. He could not just ask him to call a doctor to treat him, right?

He could only jump off the bed and say with a coy smile, "Eh? I suddenly felt refreshed, as if I was fine again! "Of course, as your wife, I have to go with you on such an important occasion tonight, don't you think?"

He glanced at her and left.

"Then Madame, I'm going out too. You should prepare yourself. "

"Wait …" Whose birthday party is it tonight? "

Joanna thought it necessary that she should ask first, lest she should make a joke without knowing it.

"The Lu Corporation's daughter, Aster."